My Music

Yo, ayo
You guys ready to hear me spit over this beat
I know it's not my, uh, style
As you guys probably now
You know, my fans
That's who I'm talking to right now
That I don't have
Haha
Well, uh, I'm gonna try it anyways so uh
Here it goes

Yo
God knows that I've been better
Because right now I'm really bitter
But Ma did not raise no quitter
Because I'm mentally sicker
Than a silk stomach who just done liquor
I just really wanted that map to Heaven
Or any escape from my depression
But I think that I have found it
A reason to stick around its

My music is expression yeah
Music is expression yeah
It can be a weapon yeah
But it's a weapon second yeah
Because it is therapy first
Getting out all of my worst
Thoughts inside of my head
That just want me dead

Yo it is artistic expression
It's what's keeping me alive now
And that is no question
Can this be my profession

Yo the answer is yes if I work hard enough
And tell all the haters I don't give a fuck
Tell all of y'all if you don't like it toughen up
Cuz I don't bluff, I don't say stuff that needs luck
It's all skill and games of da mind for me
And I can assign names, all the names, don't you see
To my problems and I'm more than able
And I can sign names to my label

So work hard, work hard, work hard, enough
Don't give, don't give, don't give a fuck
Tell all of them to toughen up
Cuz I don't bluff, and I don't need luck

It is artistic expression
It's what's keeping me alive now
And that is no question
Can this be my profession

Yes the answer is yes the answer is yes
The answer is yes don't ya see
Because I am Big Dragon

So work hard, work hard, work hard, enough
Don't give, don't give, don't give a fuck
Tell all of them to toughen up
Cuz I don't bluff, and I don't need luck



Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Boardley
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