Promise
Writing rhymes, yeah I'll do it 'til the day I die
Gonna keep pushing, never slowed by the tide
My words are my weapon, they're my strongest tool
I'll never back down, won't let nobody fool
Every beat that I drop is a promise to myself
Gonna make it big, ain't no one else's help
I'll pave my own path, ain't no following trends
With my boyfriend, yeah we make amends
Money chasing, mind racing
Ain't got time for the drama, I'm pacing
Gotta keep hustling, my grind never stopping
I'm on a whole different level, ain't no flopping
Feelin' so alive, can't nobody bring me down
I'm on a mission, ain't no time to mess around
Gonna keep my promise, never gonna back down
I'm in control now, watch me wear the crown
I break connections, his ex bitch tryna come for me
A grand don't come for free
I might be looking for a leg up but I won't touch 40
You might want to say a prayer or two
Like a teacher, bitch your paper's due
I'm the one, you the motherfuckin' two
Wack ass bitches, can get these fists
Excuse me, i forgot you existed
Yes i'm; gifted committed and the richest
Mind yo business
What you do is wicked
We godly over here
Meet me at the pier
With my best friend
You know we trend
Like avatar, we firebend
In this instance, you try to defend
But you can't
I turned you into a tumbleweed
Why you worried
Why you motherfucking weird
In a jeep
Yeah, its cheap
Got the key
Count to three
Be free
Gonna keep pushing, never slowed by the tide
My words are my weapon, they're my strongest tool
I'll never back down, won't let nobody fool
Every beat that I drop is a promise to myself
Gonna make it big, ain't no one else's help
I'll pave my own path, ain't no following trends
With my boyfriend, yeah we make amends
Money chasing, mind racing
Ain't got time for the drama, I'm pacing
Gotta keep hustling, my grind never stopping
I'm on a whole different level, ain't no flopping
Feelin' so alive, can't nobody bring me down
I'm on a mission, ain't no time to mess around
Gonna keep my promise, never gonna back down
I'm in control now, watch me wear the crown
I break connections, his ex bitch tryna come for me
A grand don't come for free
I might be looking for a leg up but I won't touch 40
You might want to say a prayer or two
Like a teacher, bitch your paper's due
I'm the one, you the motherfuckin' two
Wack ass bitches, can get these fists
Excuse me, i forgot you existed
Yes i'm; gifted committed and the richest
Mind yo business
What you do is wicked
We godly over here
Meet me at the pier
With my best friend
You know we trend
Like avatar, we firebend
In this instance, you try to defend
But you can't
I turned you into a tumbleweed
Why you worried
Why you motherfucking weird
In a jeep
Yeah, its cheap
Got the key
Count to three
Be free
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