Demo - 4

Uh uh
I ain't have to go do this
I ain't have to strive for great but if I didn't it's stupid
If I knew that the boy was born with a talent not bullshit
And still regardless sat alone just playing round and won't do shit
I bet I'd look stupid

Uh
Said fuck your plans
My agenda been booked since I done swore of the xan talk
I don't need to compensate with syrup I can cough
Plenty c's to go around that pizza is hand tossed
Beaten like a dead horse laid down hands crossed
Pissed off hands crossed

Make it rumble
Uh uh
Boy I can't hold you a bit
I been hell bent on enemies since I was like six
Down the well went the friends we see slide through and switch
I can't tell whether plenty seeds were sewn or dismissed
I can't tell when I closed things opened or flipped
Gotta figure for yourself cryptic actions a bitch
Boy
I never listen to the slightest suggestions
'Less you down to lay your life at the same level cement is
These niggas picking styles they like from other people like Pinterest
I rearrange yo fuckin mouth like a dentist

Jaw flying off the face like a mosquito was finished
Pushing every single button but the lyrics vindictive
Bitch I focus on my life and anything in the middle
Don't deserve a fucking syllable or 16 bar sentence
That's a court case
I done stayed up in my bag like The North Face
Due to focus I done noticed ain't a soul the same
This shit set me for my opus it's a colder game
Went from hopeless to I can't fucking fold again
I prayed every night for better life he showed the way
So I keep writing climbing sliding decibels then bang
Boom onomatopoeia how they say the name
You niggas falling short to Kole boy that's Notre Dame