23

I just want the money, fuck the fame
You can't even judge me, you would want the same
But we are not the same
It's evident that I've been clever ever since I touched the mic
It keeps coming back
I musta touched it right

Bout to take flight like 23 at 23
Make something for you to remember me

Im on my flu game, Dirk Nowitzki
I work to get in shape, it's work that fits me
And if it's work that fits me then Rizky's gettin busy
Tryna shoot my shot
And my fingers getting itchy

Never one to settle
While you revel in the rubble
I've been meddled full of trouble
Bursting out my bubble
Got more vision than the Hubble
I've been living livid time to switch up the description to something that I could fit in

Positive perseverance, provocative clearance
Opposite of what you thought you'd be hearing
God fearing
But I'm not veering

Most of you frauds claim to maraud but I don't live behind facades, I know that I'm flawed

Never been the baddest, will be the baddest or beat the baddest but at least I won't retreat, admit defeat when it happens to me
Seldomly



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Writer(s): Andrew Boston
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