Started

I'm sick as a dawg rii now
No cap
KeemPressure (k,p)
Ayy, Ayy
Tell em all no
Jus too hit my goal
Fuck da police
They won't let me go
Started at the bottom
Way down below
Kicked out a lot
Eviction notice
What u livin for
I really got a purpose
Bloomed into the game
Sum like a lotus
Flower to the sun
Im growin don't y'all notice
Listen to my speeches
Like I'm really preaching
I move u follow
Like im a deacon
I'm goin too dumb
I guess a nigga tweakin
Gained a lotta knowledge
My thoughts b so clever
Mistakes made once
Twice no not ever
Room full of demons
Grew up wit sun thieving
Time to change my ways
Jus to get the crown
Criticality thinking these analytics
Crucially feeling what's coming wit it
Cut em all off
Scissors to the paper
They was all toxic
Allergic to me making it
All that time wasted
U was jus fakin it
Now y'all all watchin
All on the news
Down n a ditch
Y'all ain't notice that
Now my song trendin
I see y'all notice that
Turned all my curses into sum blessin
Now all these verses jus b lessons
Striving to the top
Kp really steppin
Path been dark
Now it's real bright
Decisions was muddy
I used to sip lean
Now my thoughts clear
Like the Weddell sea
Was blind to the money
Now that's all I see
Lines b pure
No baby powder
Now that we n on
A nigga ain't missin
Killin these beats
Hit em wit precision
Move wit a plan
Sum time I risk em
Always the suspect
Cuz they play the victim
Play my cards right
Know how gamble
Don't do no talkin
No conversation
Fck interrogation
Goin wit no hook
Go em all shook
Viens on ice
Words on viagra
Mindin my bidness
Tryna get a bag bruh
Music got me eatin
Y I'm blessed bout it
So many doubted
Neva worried bout it
Position myself for new beginnings
Now I'm fckn winnin
From Roaches n the dark
Oven for the heat
Candle for the light
Ramen every meal
I kno it ain't right
Into existence
South to the hills
Nun overnight
Took me sum time
Ima get right
Prepare for the worse
Ready for the best
Tatted my pain
Rappin all the rest
Nun like the rest
Im trench baby
Welfare assistance
Section 8 mane
Heart on froze
Dead to it all
Numb my soul
Steelo had to go
Sittin n meetings
Talkin hella dough
Mouth on cheese
Fans overseas
Kno I'm too sick
Gotta Rare disease
Walkin em down
Put em all to sleep
Walk-in for miles
Jus to eat
Crease n my shoes
Had dirty feet
Hitting a lick
Was nun to me
Thought I was stuck
Now my path I see
Bringing the thunder
O K they C
Whole lotta effort
I wanted to break
Neva did stop
Now I'm gettin that cake
Time real precious
I handle it wise
Take me for granted
They did it to I
Yeah I said Ayy
Ayy I said
Tell 'em all no just to hit my goal
Fck the police they won't let me go
Started at the bottom way down below
Kicked out a lot eviction notice
What u livin for I really gotta purpose



Credits
Writer(s): Nathanael Barnes, Sterling Haikeem Jones
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link