Blow

I keep my people close
Make sure that they blessed
Oh yes
But I guess that it's time to get some shit off my chest
Cause some of y'all niggas
Think that I'm next
I might get famous dexed
Snubbed from double X L

Don't know if ill excel
I hear the whispers all around me
They suspect I'm goin fail
I got a story to tell
Nobody gathers round
So I proceed to yell
There's a lot I wanna say
But I'm stuck in my shell
I can sell anything
But I cant sell my self
How long will I be on sale
'Til I'm up off the shelf
So I set sail
Hoping that people would listen
These old heads say I'm vulgar
I should learn some tradition
Older kids that I knew
Say I'm young and dismiss it
My friends and peers listen
But their biased not comprehensive

So who the fucks there
Who the fuck cares
Niggas listen twenty times
But they don't share
I got a album on the way
And I'm so scared
Cause

I get to working on the album at sundown
Then hop up in a call
And converse with the combine
Imma keep working
Every second is crunch time
To make the band
One sound
Like Orlando in drumline
Change every exponent
'Til this shit was a compound
Interest
I been this hungry
Since 06
Back when I'd get benched
Playing at faith temp
Saving up for dreams
Budgeting everyday spent

Cause
So many hours
And effort
And countless nights
I spent devising this record
So either ya love me
Or hate me
Can call me generic
Just don't call me lazy
Cause I put four years in this shit
Put a pause on my career to make this
I just never had no fear in this bitch
And I'm bout to go head and switch gears on this shit like

I'm just
Trynna
Let You
Know
That I'm
Bout to
Fucking
Blow

Bout to
Run up
For the
Throne
Greatest
Of all
Time is
Rome

I'm just
Trynna
Let You
Know
That I'm
Bout to
Fucking
Blow

Bout to
Run up
For the
Throne
Greatest
Of all
Time is
Rome

Might go
Ape shit
Like a nigga M'Baku
Screaming what's love
Like a nigga was ja rule
Fear I might flop
Get replaced like yahoo
They Say happiness is everything
But not what it costs you
Got to
Be able to fix shit on impromptu
I stay optimistic
But the
Liars
Trials
Miles
Hours spent
Fixing aisles
Piled on
Obstacles
Improbables
Achieving the impossible
Defying what is logical

Always feel like I got something to prove
Niggas take one look at me then expect me to lose
Hope that I expire
Keep inspecting my juice
I'm inspired rewired
Yeah you got to work harder
If you really fucking want it
I'm starving for this shit
Bitch I'm rapping from my stomach
Can't sleep
Can't eat
Busy cycling through beats
Brushing up on lyrics
And deciding where to speak
Where to sing
Should i drop
Cut the beat
Bring it back
Let it slap

I Like that shit
Rome
This shit means the world to me



Credits
Writer(s): Romeo Cross
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