Concept

(EJayBe on the beats)
Yeah, ay, yeah, uh

It's time to rap the first verse of this song
Ayo, it's gonna be a banger so it's gotta be long
I'm in the gym pumping iron cause my trap so strong
And all the fans at my door cause they know I ain't wrong
All my rhymes so clean, sometimes you don't know what they mean
It's always my routine to rap fast just like McQueen
Man I know I'm still a teen so I don't need to drink caffeine
But don't send me to the dean cause I don't have my vaccine
Card
Girl I'm wider than a yard
Watch out, my beat so fire so you might get charred
All the ladies being serenaded chilling in my yard
You know I'm up there on that list, so I get the high regard
There are many rappers out there, and one of them is Drake
Man he's doing something wrong, and I'll tell you his mistake
He don't do it for the Lord, but for the money that he make
So come on, nod your head and I will drop the beat
But it don't break

I ain't counting bills, I'm counting quarters
She texted me but I ignored her
I'm just a rapper not a reporter
I build my life with brick and morder
Yeah, that's the concept
Ay, ay, yeah that's the concept
Ay, yeah, uh get with the concept
Uh, yeah, yeah that's the concept
Yeah, I build my life with brick and morder
Yeah, that's the concept

Hey man, I've just been having some trouble finding the right words
Right rhymes to put in my music
I just need some encouragement
Just find what you're trying to express and portray
Like what is your message, and what do you want people to know?
It's your music, it's your words, just make it yours
You're doing great

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Your heart is broken and it ain't caused by stones and sticks
You're hungry so you go buy a bag of Chex Mix
That ain't healthy so you go buy veggies in isle six
You got drugs, money, women, but none of that will fix
That space inside of you, some called it a void
Listen, if you keep doing the wrong thing
Then you might end up destroyed
Yeah, it's happened to many and it's hard to avoid
You can hear it in my voice, I'm starting to get annoyed
Ayo, stuff to do, I got stuff to do in my life, so do you
Others are lazy so they end them with a knife
At night, can't fight, don't got no one, not a wife
Drinking Sprite on a flight to Florida
To see family for Thanksgiving
Ain't nothing quite like this bright and simple delight
I had to write it
After the hustle and bustle of whatever I got
These are some of my thoughts that I think about a lot
To be clear, life is hard more often then not
But it's all part if the big picture in God's plot
You ain't got all the time in the world, so shoot your shot
Just keep your head up for the rest of us and whatnot
Keep that smile on your face so bright, like a hundred watts
Yo, I think I said it all
Like the closing of a mall
I finished the long hall
So bye everyone, yeah I've had lots of fun
I gotta go record the next one

(The grind never stops)
(Unfortunately)