Voices
Uh, sittin' in the studio
Overthinkin' a lot
Contemplatin' whether
I should leave music or not
The voices in my head
Are tellin' me I've done enough
I could put out a single a day
For the next three months
I got a fleet of beats
Books of rhymes, stationary
Slay a track in five minutes
But i never feel it
I think i just forgot
Where my confidence is
I got four books of rhymes
Only two I'm ever usin'
My style is very unique
I'm hittin' Hella different
My structures very amazin'
Ain't nobody soundin' like this
My dedication, the effort
The time it takin'
To be on this level
It take a certain level of patience
The fact I wanna leave music
Mean I'm in greatness
Not that you would know
Bitch I'm full of myself
Still very hungry though
All the voices in my head
Keep tellin' me the shit
That I already know
That's the voices in my head bro
That's the voices in my head bro
Head bro
That's the voices in my head bro
In my head though
That's the voices in my head bro
In my head bro
They tell me shit
That I already know
That's the voices in my head bro
That's the voices in my head bro (Uh)
Head bro (Yeah)
That's the voices in my head bro
I done lost a lot
Just pursuin' this vision
Couple people that departed
'Cause I focus more on music
I ain't got a regret
Because I'm securin' my future
And they did not understand
That a music career differs
And we gotta adapt
To every update invented
Man I been searchin' for my own sound
Dawg Ima get it
I think my sound is versatility
'Cause I could do any
And I'm a jack of all trades
Master of every
You can't compare to nobody
'Cause my pressure more heavy
Bitch I perfected every aspect of music
I'm not just rappin'
They are not in my league
Not even in my category
I carry peoples careers
Without me yawl would be nothin'
You could hate me never play me
But respect man I got it
They can go sit in a corner
By themselves and feel sorry
For the music that they bring
'Cause they not meant to be in it
I'm a God you a king
When I'm a king you a peasant
They don't know my dedication
Or the time it take to do this
They gon' trash it anyway
My trash is treasure in the States
I ain't here for temporaril hype
I'm destined to be great
I know I talk about this shit a lot
'Cause that's the way it is
Overthinkin' a lot
Contemplatin' whether
I should leave music or not
The voices in my head
Are tellin' me I've done enough
I could put out a single a day
For the next three months
I got a fleet of beats
Books of rhymes, stationary
Slay a track in five minutes
But i never feel it
I think i just forgot
Where my confidence is
I got four books of rhymes
Only two I'm ever usin'
My style is very unique
I'm hittin' Hella different
My structures very amazin'
Ain't nobody soundin' like this
My dedication, the effort
The time it takin'
To be on this level
It take a certain level of patience
The fact I wanna leave music
Mean I'm in greatness
Not that you would know
Bitch I'm full of myself
Still very hungry though
All the voices in my head
Keep tellin' me the shit
That I already know
That's the voices in my head bro
That's the voices in my head bro
Head bro
That's the voices in my head bro
In my head though
That's the voices in my head bro
In my head bro
They tell me shit
That I already know
That's the voices in my head bro
That's the voices in my head bro (Uh)
Head bro (Yeah)
That's the voices in my head bro
I done lost a lot
Just pursuin' this vision
Couple people that departed
'Cause I focus more on music
I ain't got a regret
Because I'm securin' my future
And they did not understand
That a music career differs
And we gotta adapt
To every update invented
Man I been searchin' for my own sound
Dawg Ima get it
I think my sound is versatility
'Cause I could do any
And I'm a jack of all trades
Master of every
You can't compare to nobody
'Cause my pressure more heavy
Bitch I perfected every aspect of music
I'm not just rappin'
They are not in my league
Not even in my category
I carry peoples careers
Without me yawl would be nothin'
You could hate me never play me
But respect man I got it
They can go sit in a corner
By themselves and feel sorry
For the music that they bring
'Cause they not meant to be in it
I'm a God you a king
When I'm a king you a peasant
They don't know my dedication
Or the time it take to do this
They gon' trash it anyway
My trash is treasure in the States
I ain't here for temporaril hype
I'm destined to be great
I know I talk about this shit a lot
'Cause that's the way it is
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