vent

Alright
Alright
My freestyles got bars and my writtens always got better ones
Lil bro me, you step bro I ain't getting stuck
We ain't blood, it ain't goin down like an erection
Going hard, straight for that crown, until I'm getting up
Tryna reach the top how could I talk bout level headed stuff
Thinking bout me myself and I and how they testing us
Like is this the test of time, or the test of luck
Cuz every loss is an experience and I just level up
Wonder which level is enough
Cuz I done took so many L's and stepped my effort up
Hope I don't F it up
I ain't gon brag about all the green that I never touched
Cuz the green I touch it keep me grounded
If you knew how much work I put in you'd be astounded
From me to you, I see it thru, I'm always climbing mountains
This is my dream, is what it seems, I prolly die without it yuh
That's why I'm about it

Look
Think I'm more scared of success than failure
Cuz failing is always the same game with me
But if I win big, then I gotta maintain a streak
And if I don't keep my position they gon stay away from me
Public firing shots, press too, AKs for me
I be overthinking all bout how I ak to t
Someone let some ac, I can't spell what I see
I just got some affirmations that I'm telling to me
XXL my dream, to show I excel my speech
Making heat from cold shoulders, I just get hell when I freeze
When I don't know what to do, and these hands are out of reach
Tryna help all of these people but nobody helping me
Don't know if they don't rock with me or it's just some jealousy
But I can't expect answers, prolly something that I'll never see
Get some shut eye, I need rem for my remedy
Got them down to their eneies, took the M's out my enemies
Crazy how they mean death when they saying rest in peace
Like I can't do that alive
Too many problems now way too hard for managing a vibe
But like Kendrick Lamar I tell myself that we gon be alright
Too many problems now, way too hard for managing a vibe

But like Kendrick Lamar, Look
How many times do I gotta say it until it happen
Don't they see all of the pain I put in rappin
Why ain't the hard work paying off for this rappin
Why I ain't making moves, I'm feeling like a loser
If I was not myself, I would've gave up sooner
And I don't got time for haters on computers
Who giving 2 cents but ain't ever earned
Living with some thoughts that no one ever heard
You could be honest but you think hate got better words
These distractions are tryna pull me up in reverse
I tell em word, then I respond with a couple words
And move forward cuz that's the way that this gonna work
Cuz I know who I am
I be myself even if it lets the bridges burn
I can't lie, to even get close to where I am
I tell the youth that they gotta do something first kid



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Writer(s): Rohan Ayyar
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