Proving Grounds

[Verse 1: J Lite] I feel like my life's just like a video game Cuz it's same ****, different day and I hate it plain And I'm not fly, but I can levitate just like David Blaine And I'm not high, unless you're talking 'bout the ink in my veins Shout out to the guys who be thinking the same Raise one up in the sky unless you're drinking for fame I've been grinding like I've been through the fire and flames My high score's the greatest, I should retire the name Because L-I-T's what the hell I be You can tell I beast any beat I see If you don't like me, take an arrow to the knee You gotta be as high as the sparrow burning tree But we all about good ol' vibes So I'm sorry if you're having a bad ol' ride And I'm not saying that you should like Me, and if you don't, then that's alright Yeah Release every album like DLC Each a dose of reality like TLC Yeah, I'm goin for the green like I eat healthy And I ain't wealthy, but my heart will never be empty Ain't nobody know me, cuz I'm chillin on the low key Breaking axles like I'm Foley, yeah I'm ballin like Kronovi Rollin' high like I'm Jody, on the climb, do it slowly Call me up like we homies, bruh, you suck and you a phony I'm just stuck in a loop Like sonic on gin and tonic I'm running from the truth Man, it's gets real old what I'm doing in my youth And it's really no use, so I ain't making an excuse So I sit and produce, and then feel what I write Then I'm up the booth, I'm just doing what I like Man, I really let loose until it all sounds tight Pack it up, and roll out, J Lite [Hook] We just some kids Who caught up in the biz Bout the hits Without a script Yea we tell it like it is Streaming what we doing Show the world what we pursuing Never still we always moving It’s the crowns, watch us prove em like (Verse 2: Josh A) Hold up wait a minute track hotter than Africa Tryna stack racks like ships that in galaga Tryna smoke weed every day now -I don't smoke weed, it just sounds cool Musical venom I guess Josh had it in him Had a hard year but he turned around started winning Hit the studio and dropped blessed Made 20 racks saying god bless Independent artist Haters try the hardest Give them bitches bit of attention they go the farthest Once you get a hundred thousand fans you’re a target Them bitches won't stop, til you’re a goddamn carcass Shoutout from Scarce Shaved off my hair Throw the headband on Now I’m living rare Sipping on Espresso writing lyrics Next tape bout to drop Rake in millions of views swear that shit will not stop That’s the shit you can’t top Swear this shit will not stop What the fuck I gotta do to get a fucking hand job Fuck a synonym, I’mma be motherfucking direct Man I’m feeling like the best I’m not feeling like the rest (Hook)