[Verse]
Now how you measurin’ talent or who’s better than?
Shit i did this on my own, mind lyricist and engineer
Tour like i'm veteran, Zealand to the Netherlands
No way boy he’s too average, there’s no way that he can win
Young white boy with a UK accent
Step in the game with none supporting
Now on the rise, they wanna root for him
Boy in the game, he’s done his working
Real recognises real
Maybe that’s why you can’t see him
Put your reading glasses on
I’m high up and I’m passing strong
Everything I’ve done, has been done on my indеpendent
And I stay up late at night bеcause i engineer my sessions
See, I work hard but don't we all?
I rip shows? but don't we all or do we?
Rappers say a lot but boy I- boy I really ball
[Verse 2]
Never had it easy, i’ve always stuck to that grind
Had some bitches in my life but never let them waste my time
So
Yes I used to party, but stayed focused on that plaque
Thought I fade away and quit, you fools I told you I'd be back
I be in the lab like dexter while you fake as polyester
Through it all i stuck with school, i'm halfway through my first semester
See, back in the day, i traded days of education for these rhymes
No one really understood what skillset was deep in my mind
But now they get it, now they see, they wanna get all up with me
They wanna get on stage when I do, then get off and get a fee
Had to take some time away and did not want to make a scene
But boy i'm back and here I am, i'm ready to break in the scene
Labels tryna fly me out, buy me sushi sit me down
I don’t really fuck with the mainstream, I fuck with where i'm at now
Sorry fools, but i refuse to simply compromise my sound
I make what i wanna make and i'm making myself so proud
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