Closer Than Most
Closer than close well
Closer than most
I just see so much in you
And I want a better view
Closer than most
I been left traumatized ever since my mama died
My grandmother and my older cousin's homicide
But they gone live on through memories
And through this verse you'll remember me listen
I look to the sky wish it was always bright
Never wanna be a pessimist that's always right
I'm never gonna be a wanna be
I'm trying to get this cake fam like them funnels be
In my own lane no niggas in front of me
I'm proving all you haters who made fun of me
It's SQ, I'm from Carolina nigga
Dripped in designer nigga
Giving out smoke no marijuana nigga
So step aside my team coming through
They was sleeping on us
Now they see our dreams coming true
Before their very eyes therefore they quite scared
To wake up and see I am they worst night mare
Yeah we on the rise all we need now is more haters
To motivate and keep us grinding like some pro skaters
Cause our goal now is to gain more paper
No time for women so we telling all you hoes later
I go ham and I don't even do pork
All I eat is rappers I'm a need a few forks
Ball so hard I'm a need a new sport
And you know that's one hundred
Like a box of new ports nigga!
Let me tell you something you already know
The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows
It's a very mean and nasty place
And I don't care how tough you are
It will beat you to your knees
And keep you there permanently if you let it
You, me, or nobody is going to hit as hard as life
Q!
Uh, where I'm from is just a small town
Full of crabs in a barrel praying that you fall down
They jealous cause they never made it
So when they see you bout to do it
Man they start to hate it but
On some real talk homie you ain't gotta hate
Cause if I'm eating then I guarantee you gotta plate
I'm here to let you niggas know where I'm coming from
Tre-Fo trouble some
Chewing all you candy rappers up like bubblegum
Obviously I'm out of your league
And you delusional if you think you hotter than me
Number 1, so it ain't a rapper higher than me
Fresh to death, no dead person flyer than me
I'm an Angel in the flesh seraphim with six wings
Mike Jordan of rap aiming for six rings
Coming from a nation of Priest and rich kings
From a small town nigga but I'm doing big things
It ain't about how hard you hit
It's about how you can get hit and keep moving forward
How much you can take and keep moving forward
I just, closer than close, well
Closer than most, I just
Closer than most
I just see so much in you
And I want a better view
Closer than most
I been left traumatized ever since my mama died
My grandmother and my older cousin's homicide
But they gone live on through memories
And through this verse you'll remember me listen
I look to the sky wish it was always bright
Never wanna be a pessimist that's always right
I'm never gonna be a wanna be
I'm trying to get this cake fam like them funnels be
In my own lane no niggas in front of me
I'm proving all you haters who made fun of me
It's SQ, I'm from Carolina nigga
Dripped in designer nigga
Giving out smoke no marijuana nigga
So step aside my team coming through
They was sleeping on us
Now they see our dreams coming true
Before their very eyes therefore they quite scared
To wake up and see I am they worst night mare
Yeah we on the rise all we need now is more haters
To motivate and keep us grinding like some pro skaters
Cause our goal now is to gain more paper
No time for women so we telling all you hoes later
I go ham and I don't even do pork
All I eat is rappers I'm a need a few forks
Ball so hard I'm a need a new sport
And you know that's one hundred
Like a box of new ports nigga!
Let me tell you something you already know
The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows
It's a very mean and nasty place
And I don't care how tough you are
It will beat you to your knees
And keep you there permanently if you let it
You, me, or nobody is going to hit as hard as life
Q!
Uh, where I'm from is just a small town
Full of crabs in a barrel praying that you fall down
They jealous cause they never made it
So when they see you bout to do it
Man they start to hate it but
On some real talk homie you ain't gotta hate
Cause if I'm eating then I guarantee you gotta plate
I'm here to let you niggas know where I'm coming from
Tre-Fo trouble some
Chewing all you candy rappers up like bubblegum
Obviously I'm out of your league
And you delusional if you think you hotter than me
Number 1, so it ain't a rapper higher than me
Fresh to death, no dead person flyer than me
I'm an Angel in the flesh seraphim with six wings
Mike Jordan of rap aiming for six rings
Coming from a nation of Priest and rich kings
From a small town nigga but I'm doing big things
It ain't about how hard you hit
It's about how you can get hit and keep moving forward
How much you can take and keep moving forward
I just, closer than close, well
Closer than most, I just
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Writer(s): Sq Iii Bush
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