Headshot
Money, power all this game
It aint never about the fuckin fortune or fame
Fake friends lurkin trynna latch on me
Gonna throw a sorry when i rap for me
When i see you really plottin legacy of lies
Its my life trynna take whats mine?
I aint got time for haters and snakes
My finger waves fuck off
To your shitty games
As i go when im breakin up it slow my flow like
A bullet makes a hole in your butt psych
I be rapping fast like you have be
Tryin everyday are you done running dog marathon right?
Now
Its a competition for you guys
When i Climb up high cant tolerate the bright shine?
I can take a shot on you all
Arcs mad over nothing!
You a fuckin player?
But this games mine!
I be taking everything eliminating
Sitting on a ladder watching everybody
Fallling in the pit im happy beating every mother fucker
As i kick the ball really high and
Im really crappy with the rhyming shit
I'm beating every wanna be
I wanna be the greatest
Every track i make is gonna be a platinum and
I be really Hitting you with killing streaks day after day
Can you really feel the headshot heaviness in your head?
Money, power with no brain
It aint never about fuckin fortune or fame
All the fake friends fuckin backstabbed me
Gonna throw a sorry when i rap for me?
Now i see you really plotting legacy of lies
Its my life Trynna take whats mine?
Everything you say is really sounding the same now
Arc's gonna rape your sense throwing mines!
See me grow when i break up the world imma blow
Too much like a boom in my whole life
Little boy did you find those rhymes?
You be wanting to indulge these cool schemes in your lines?
Elevated with the greater speed hitting like a super sonic syllable
And breaking up the table
As im gonna be the greatest
Fill em with the
Venom
And i make a puddle on the ground leave em like dead sentinel!
Money power, its a pain
It aint never bout the fortune or fame
Fakers trynna run a rap war, me?
I be sleepin, eating wraps and i feel
These bitches never had a calibur to be
Matching my speed as im marching to be
The greatest entity while you melt with the heat
And im beating up the game just take a back seat
Speeding up is not a bigger deal
If you never have a meaning to the lyrics unable to make them feel
Better with the every meal
I really wanna make em feel
Headshot with a speed and i be climbing as i lead
Every time i walk a step ahead
I be takin every punch
On my face, In my mind
Mentally
Stages of the game i feel
Easy win im dropping these
Useless bitches like some
Heavy Anchor in the sea
Now you wanna see lyrically ill rhymes?
In a minute as i spit it like im killin
This time
With my clock watch it stop like a
Stop watch
Me rising up always a
Top notch
I be warding off bad spirits
Rock salt
Unable to catch up with my speed Your fault
Now imma dominate the game like God's call
Deep in the hell teachin everybody Arc's Call!
Money, power all this game
It ain't never about the fuckin fortune or fame
Fake friends lurkin trynna latch on me
Gonna throw a sorry when i rap for me
When i see em really plottin legacy of lies
Its my life
Trynna take whats mine?
I aint got time for haters and snakes
My finger waves fuck off
To your shitty games
Dissing aint a really bigger thing
As i never wanted unwanted beefs just to get famous like
I was happy rapping writing lyrics in my mind
Talkin to my other self debating to myself right
But the world's really shitty they be loving fights
When a two people destroy each others lives
Guess the worlds gonna stay like this
Arc's gonna take the world rippin up some wicked rhymes
I be making everything im elevating all the skill
And i be learning to be greatest
Makin you submit
Pretending you intelligent?
You mother fucker
Take this middle finger
As im done being good now fuck off
You can never touch the heights that i feel
Everyday as i shine, in the light in the sky!
Imma right on the tip of the height that i wanted
In my sight imma fight all my life
Look at the
Arcs fall
It aint never about the fuckin fortune or fame
Fake friends lurkin trynna latch on me
Gonna throw a sorry when i rap for me
When i see you really plottin legacy of lies
Its my life trynna take whats mine?
I aint got time for haters and snakes
My finger waves fuck off
To your shitty games
As i go when im breakin up it slow my flow like
A bullet makes a hole in your butt psych
I be rapping fast like you have be
Tryin everyday are you done running dog marathon right?
Now
Its a competition for you guys
When i Climb up high cant tolerate the bright shine?
I can take a shot on you all
Arcs mad over nothing!
You a fuckin player?
But this games mine!
I be taking everything eliminating
Sitting on a ladder watching everybody
Fallling in the pit im happy beating every mother fucker
As i kick the ball really high and
Im really crappy with the rhyming shit
I'm beating every wanna be
I wanna be the greatest
Every track i make is gonna be a platinum and
I be really Hitting you with killing streaks day after day
Can you really feel the headshot heaviness in your head?
Money, power with no brain
It aint never about fuckin fortune or fame
All the fake friends fuckin backstabbed me
Gonna throw a sorry when i rap for me?
Now i see you really plotting legacy of lies
Its my life Trynna take whats mine?
Everything you say is really sounding the same now
Arc's gonna rape your sense throwing mines!
See me grow when i break up the world imma blow
Too much like a boom in my whole life
Little boy did you find those rhymes?
You be wanting to indulge these cool schemes in your lines?
Elevated with the greater speed hitting like a super sonic syllable
And breaking up the table
As im gonna be the greatest
Fill em with the
Venom
And i make a puddle on the ground leave em like dead sentinel!
Money power, its a pain
It aint never bout the fortune or fame
Fakers trynna run a rap war, me?
I be sleepin, eating wraps and i feel
These bitches never had a calibur to be
Matching my speed as im marching to be
The greatest entity while you melt with the heat
And im beating up the game just take a back seat
Speeding up is not a bigger deal
If you never have a meaning to the lyrics unable to make them feel
Better with the every meal
I really wanna make em feel
Headshot with a speed and i be climbing as i lead
Every time i walk a step ahead
I be takin every punch
On my face, In my mind
Mentally
Stages of the game i feel
Easy win im dropping these
Useless bitches like some
Heavy Anchor in the sea
Now you wanna see lyrically ill rhymes?
In a minute as i spit it like im killin
This time
With my clock watch it stop like a
Stop watch
Me rising up always a
Top notch
I be warding off bad spirits
Rock salt
Unable to catch up with my speed Your fault
Now imma dominate the game like God's call
Deep in the hell teachin everybody Arc's Call!
Money, power all this game
It ain't never about the fuckin fortune or fame
Fake friends lurkin trynna latch on me
Gonna throw a sorry when i rap for me
When i see em really plottin legacy of lies
Its my life
Trynna take whats mine?
I aint got time for haters and snakes
My finger waves fuck off
To your shitty games
Dissing aint a really bigger thing
As i never wanted unwanted beefs just to get famous like
I was happy rapping writing lyrics in my mind
Talkin to my other self debating to myself right
But the world's really shitty they be loving fights
When a two people destroy each others lives
Guess the worlds gonna stay like this
Arc's gonna take the world rippin up some wicked rhymes
I be making everything im elevating all the skill
And i be learning to be greatest
Makin you submit
Pretending you intelligent?
You mother fucker
Take this middle finger
As im done being good now fuck off
You can never touch the heights that i feel
Everyday as i shine, in the light in the sky!
Imma right on the tip of the height that i wanted
In my sight imma fight all my life
Look at the
Arcs fall
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Writer(s): Akshay Sidhu
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