Fulfillment Over Everything
Nah they couldn't walk in my Nike shoes
They not me
C'est la vie
They don't want a problem
With the K-I-D
Merch it on my family
They ain't understanding me
I ain't fucking candy
I ain't who they say I be
And I guarantee
They would not say that next to me
Come say it to my face
If you really 'bout it
I see you staying in your place
So I really doubt it
They wanna bend the truth
But I can't lie
They wanna start it up
But they can't, why
I got the keys, you want the keys
You feelin' lucky? Fuck with me
If not then just keep ducking me
You'll never see a punk in me
I'm "fucking sweet", well luckily
Those were lies composed by poser guys
You'll be getting ghost, poltergeist
I thought you was supposed to ride
What happened to that tough guy
Pulverized
His image anyway
He isn't renegade
He's not okay
He cannot change
His heart consists of hate
Who wants smoke with the double S
Rappin on Ap0llo Red
Who the fuck is better than
Us cooking, take a look and see it bubbling
Bars I got a ton of them
Rappers I be sonnin' them
Well some of them
I wish that I was rich
And that my net worth I was Dublin
But this here ain't no double m
This ain't Maybach Music
Right now it's that Ford Fusion
But Marshall Mathers made it
And he did it with black music
So who the fuck are you to tell me
That I cannot use it
Just keeping it a thousand
Millimeters in a meter
Born a bottom feeder
But I'm sure to be a leader
Lowkey I been a sleeper
But my flows is getting meaner
You can tell by my demeanor
That I've always been a dreamer
Shout out to Cole World
It's like we livin in a freezer
But I'm never gonna freeze up
Run the go route
Like receivers
That's word to fucking Debo
And DeVonta from the Eagles
They see the light
They see me shine
They bite me like mosquitos
That's when I switch my flow up
Like I switch my fucking hoe up
They told me to stop dropping
They told me I should slow up
I said hold up, Imma show em
Ima get my fucking doe up
They told my ass to merch it
And of course I said on foe nem
On foe nem
Fulfillment over everything man
Money's not everything
And it damn sure ain't the only thing
It's about fulfillment
Let's get it
Yuh
They not me
C'est la vie
They don't want a problem
With the K-I-D
Merch it on my family
They ain't understanding me
I ain't fucking candy
I ain't who they say I be
And I guarantee
They would not say that next to me
Come say it to my face
If you really 'bout it
I see you staying in your place
So I really doubt it
They wanna bend the truth
But I can't lie
They wanna start it up
But they can't, why
I got the keys, you want the keys
You feelin' lucky? Fuck with me
If not then just keep ducking me
You'll never see a punk in me
I'm "fucking sweet", well luckily
Those were lies composed by poser guys
You'll be getting ghost, poltergeist
I thought you was supposed to ride
What happened to that tough guy
Pulverized
His image anyway
He isn't renegade
He's not okay
He cannot change
His heart consists of hate
Who wants smoke with the double S
Rappin on Ap0llo Red
Who the fuck is better than
Us cooking, take a look and see it bubbling
Bars I got a ton of them
Rappers I be sonnin' them
Well some of them
I wish that I was rich
And that my net worth I was Dublin
But this here ain't no double m
This ain't Maybach Music
Right now it's that Ford Fusion
But Marshall Mathers made it
And he did it with black music
So who the fuck are you to tell me
That I cannot use it
Just keeping it a thousand
Millimeters in a meter
Born a bottom feeder
But I'm sure to be a leader
Lowkey I been a sleeper
But my flows is getting meaner
You can tell by my demeanor
That I've always been a dreamer
Shout out to Cole World
It's like we livin in a freezer
But I'm never gonna freeze up
Run the go route
Like receivers
That's word to fucking Debo
And DeVonta from the Eagles
They see the light
They see me shine
They bite me like mosquitos
That's when I switch my flow up
Like I switch my fucking hoe up
They told me to stop dropping
They told me I should slow up
I said hold up, Imma show em
Ima get my fucking doe up
They told my ass to merch it
And of course I said on foe nem
On foe nem
Fulfillment over everything man
Money's not everything
And it damn sure ain't the only thing
It's about fulfillment
Let's get it
Yuh
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Writer(s): Salvador Lopez
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