Beggars Get The Guillotine
Uh
I got love for my city
Shoutout to all the ones that's rocking with me
Pray that all my people attain peace and Lamborghinis
Tryna make it to the league
So I can Make A Toast with Belly
I don't wanna be adored
I'm just doing what I'm feeling must be done deep in my soul
But I don't just wanna score
I wanna be the top boy on the scoreboard
It's getting conflicting
Last week I was on it
But today I'm kinda drifting
Sometimes I feel hopeless cuz of all the shit I'm risking
It's getting pretty hard to keep on coexisting
With the evils from my past cuz them man always on a diss ting
...
It's real love for the Capital
The potential in my city astronomical
Yesterday I wanted everyone to make it out
But I think today I really woke up feeling like I'm Hannibal
I'm so one of a kind
Stay in my bubble
Always on the grind
So I forget the mental struggles
When it gets hard
Light up a blunt, till I see double
Find a dark skin ting
Call her up
Lay up and cuddle
But I wake up feeling no more wise, no less troubled
So I get up, get on the hustle
I see my peers really pulling shit together
I see my niggas really getting in their duffle
Still feeling puzzled
So it's hard not to panic
Since a youngin' I been feeling really manic
After yet another frantic episode
Get in power mode
Been loading for a minute
The blowup gon' be volcanic
Accomplish a goal
Release some dopamine
I'm always tryna level up
Become a better me
I don't like asking for help
It's just not in my genes
Get it by myself
Cuz I know beggars get the guillotine
777, like a slot machine
Been anointed since I was 17
10 thousand hours on my pen during quarantine
Now every verse I write is just as flammable as kerosene
Accomplish a goal
Release some dopamine
I'm always tryna level up
Become a better me
I don't like asking for help
It's just not in my genes
Get it by myself
Cuz I know beggars get the guillotine
...
Now I'm doing this again
But it's way harder
Tears keep rolling down my face
I can't fight no more
I can't fight
I really need some help
I can't ask
Beggars get the guillotine
I don't wanna end last
I can't give up now the stakes are way too fucking high
I put everything I had
On the mothafuckin' line
So my life, it's in Your hands
Cuz mine can't seem to do the things I know I need to do
And it doesn't seem that anybody gets the things I been thru
But either way, I fucking made it through
Feel like I was meant to die like 20 times
I still survived
All because of You
Got some days where I feel 6 feet down
But I still grind
Ever since I opened up my eyes
I been tryna see the light
It's been fight after fight
Lord, I'm tired
I'm so tired but there's nowhere else to go
In your presence is where everything unfolds
And I feel You in the studio
When I'm all alone with my notes
Finally all my emotions start to flow
I been battling my ego and I think he got the upper hand
I don't understand why I can't seem to kill him
Every time I think I got him
There he fucking goes again
It's been battle after battle
I'm a warrior like Kuminga
L's up in my closet, but You still call me a winner
Could it be
That I'm truly more than just a little sinner
With a dream so big
It takes up my entire vision
Gotta make it, man I really do
Had to clean my circle
Had to get myself a proper crew
Someone that I knew told me
Dude I don't think this rap shit really is for you
Man what the fuck got into you?
Spreading doubt all on my projects
Nigga, I'm too complex
To be boxed in
This is just the introduction
Man, I just walked in
Thought you knew me from before
But this is not back then
The way I'm rapping now
You'd think that I was Tupac's twin
But anyway
I'm in flow state
Nobody can stop except myself
I'm so underrated
That I gotta overrate myself
Had to take my time
Had to focus on my mental health
Now I'm here for real
No one harder than C.H.R.S
Ain't nobody realer
Even Nathan mothafuckin' F.
I'm so underrated
That I gotta overrate myself
Had to take my time
Had to focus on my mental health
Now I'm here for real
I got love for my city
Shoutout to all the ones that's rocking with me
Pray that all my people attain peace and Lamborghinis
Tryna make it to the league
So I can Make A Toast with Belly
I don't wanna be adored
I'm just doing what I'm feeling must be done deep in my soul
But I don't just wanna score
I wanna be the top boy on the scoreboard
It's getting conflicting
Last week I was on it
But today I'm kinda drifting
Sometimes I feel hopeless cuz of all the shit I'm risking
It's getting pretty hard to keep on coexisting
With the evils from my past cuz them man always on a diss ting
...
It's real love for the Capital
The potential in my city astronomical
Yesterday I wanted everyone to make it out
But I think today I really woke up feeling like I'm Hannibal
I'm so one of a kind
Stay in my bubble
Always on the grind
So I forget the mental struggles
When it gets hard
Light up a blunt, till I see double
Find a dark skin ting
Call her up
Lay up and cuddle
But I wake up feeling no more wise, no less troubled
So I get up, get on the hustle
I see my peers really pulling shit together
I see my niggas really getting in their duffle
Still feeling puzzled
So it's hard not to panic
Since a youngin' I been feeling really manic
After yet another frantic episode
Get in power mode
Been loading for a minute
The blowup gon' be volcanic
Accomplish a goal
Release some dopamine
I'm always tryna level up
Become a better me
I don't like asking for help
It's just not in my genes
Get it by myself
Cuz I know beggars get the guillotine
777, like a slot machine
Been anointed since I was 17
10 thousand hours on my pen during quarantine
Now every verse I write is just as flammable as kerosene
Accomplish a goal
Release some dopamine
I'm always tryna level up
Become a better me
I don't like asking for help
It's just not in my genes
Get it by myself
Cuz I know beggars get the guillotine
...
Now I'm doing this again
But it's way harder
Tears keep rolling down my face
I can't fight no more
I can't fight
I really need some help
I can't ask
Beggars get the guillotine
I don't wanna end last
I can't give up now the stakes are way too fucking high
I put everything I had
On the mothafuckin' line
So my life, it's in Your hands
Cuz mine can't seem to do the things I know I need to do
And it doesn't seem that anybody gets the things I been thru
But either way, I fucking made it through
Feel like I was meant to die like 20 times
I still survived
All because of You
Got some days where I feel 6 feet down
But I still grind
Ever since I opened up my eyes
I been tryna see the light
It's been fight after fight
Lord, I'm tired
I'm so tired but there's nowhere else to go
In your presence is where everything unfolds
And I feel You in the studio
When I'm all alone with my notes
Finally all my emotions start to flow
I been battling my ego and I think he got the upper hand
I don't understand why I can't seem to kill him
Every time I think I got him
There he fucking goes again
It's been battle after battle
I'm a warrior like Kuminga
L's up in my closet, but You still call me a winner
Could it be
That I'm truly more than just a little sinner
With a dream so big
It takes up my entire vision
Gotta make it, man I really do
Had to clean my circle
Had to get myself a proper crew
Someone that I knew told me
Dude I don't think this rap shit really is for you
Man what the fuck got into you?
Spreading doubt all on my projects
Nigga, I'm too complex
To be boxed in
This is just the introduction
Man, I just walked in
Thought you knew me from before
But this is not back then
The way I'm rapping now
You'd think that I was Tupac's twin
But anyway
I'm in flow state
Nobody can stop except myself
I'm so underrated
That I gotta overrate myself
Had to take my time
Had to focus on my mental health
Now I'm here for real
No one harder than C.H.R.S
Ain't nobody realer
Even Nathan mothafuckin' F.
I'm so underrated
That I gotta overrate myself
Had to take my time
Had to focus on my mental health
Now I'm here for real
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