Leave Yr Ego At The Door
Kush all up in my digits
I made a point, you bit it
How your lyrics get less vivid?
You lose your flow
They think it's dope
'Cus they ain't got no mind of they own
You'll lose your ho
'Cus she just tryna invest in hope
Real artists never getting paid
What's new?
No reward for the stars that really influence
Real motherfuckers ain't get compensated
I learned that shit young
If you ain't in it for yourself
Than you won't find no fun
Hold myself up
Hold your breath up
I'm carrying my weight
And carrying your fate
It's all in my hands
'Cus yall ain't wanna take it
Might want to but you can't
I'm the one that has to break it
Hold myself up
Hold your breath up
I'm carrying my weight
And carrying your fate
It's all in my hands
'Cus yall ain't wanna take it
Might want to but you can't
I'm the one that has to break it
Rinse and repeat ass motherfuckers...
Bring upon your finale
I'll do this shit gladly
Who's the one that's unhappy?
I'm watching kerosene light up your body
Sniffin' the gasoline that's bled into my pockets
These people got some problems
Will you respect who tells?
Under witness protection, c'mon protect yourself...
You felt a tap on the neck
Already screaming for help
Y'all got me sick to my stomach
Staring deep into the well
Into that hole I'll fucking plummet
Damn I'm slipping, Shimmy Fell
My own winter, fucking shove-it
Welcome to my private hell
For Fuwa
I'm all headlines on the internet
This mind's an entangled web
I'll transcribe the truth through heads
'Cus I'm that gifted lunatic
I made a point, you bit it
How your lyrics get less vivid?
You lose your flow
They think it's dope
'Cus they ain't got no mind of they own
You'll lose your ho
'Cus she just tryna invest in hope
Real artists never getting paid
What's new?
No reward for the stars that really influence
Real motherfuckers ain't get compensated
I learned that shit young
If you ain't in it for yourself
Than you won't find no fun
Hold myself up
Hold your breath up
I'm carrying my weight
And carrying your fate
It's all in my hands
'Cus yall ain't wanna take it
Might want to but you can't
I'm the one that has to break it
Hold myself up
Hold your breath up
I'm carrying my weight
And carrying your fate
It's all in my hands
'Cus yall ain't wanna take it
Might want to but you can't
I'm the one that has to break it
Rinse and repeat ass motherfuckers...
Bring upon your finale
I'll do this shit gladly
Who's the one that's unhappy?
I'm watching kerosene light up your body
Sniffin' the gasoline that's bled into my pockets
These people got some problems
Will you respect who tells?
Under witness protection, c'mon protect yourself...
You felt a tap on the neck
Already screaming for help
Y'all got me sick to my stomach
Staring deep into the well
Into that hole I'll fucking plummet
Damn I'm slipping, Shimmy Fell
My own winter, fucking shove-it
Welcome to my private hell
For Fuwa
I'm all headlines on the internet
This mind's an entangled web
I'll transcribe the truth through heads
'Cus I'm that gifted lunatic
Credits
Writer(s): Shimaelok Corvus
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