Warfare

[Verse 1] They try to hate what I do, but I know that's chatter Call me corny or cringe, yeah, like that matters? They just left a hate comment, now my bag's fatter They wonder how I land mill's like Mad Hatter I just dropped a new video, leave 'em all tattered I want none of your city, to you, I bet that hurts Tower over everyone, I'm climbin' up the ladder Used to be a glass ceiling, but now that's shattered I've been getting really sick of this rap game I'm mad at record labels 'cause they filled up with mad lames Like, how could I cope, man? They callin' me bad names I just wipe my tears with the hunnids, spit more flames Most rappers just surface, ain't more there Post whips but on Spotify, they poor there Got lazy, now I'm cuttin' into your share Better get the ammunition now, it's warfare [Chorus] Kinda sad, all these rappers getting mad 'Cause I focus on my craft and I had to overlap every one of you So down bad with it, focused on the racks That you didn't even notice stepping to me is very dumb of you I'm not mad, I don't care, been too busy in my bag To really even want to make fun of you Yeah, this the vision, the masterpiece It doesn't matter who's after me, it's only me [Post-Chorus] 'Cause I bring the cavalry every occasion Send me your best and they all getting wasted Day in my shoes? Nah, man, most couldn't take it I put in the work, yeah, like, how could they hate it? [Verse 2] I think I know the answer Tried to the cut the real ones out the game like cancer They don't wanna hear the lyrical, spiritual miracle guys That throwin' forty-syllable lines, 'cause Labels rackin' up a truck full of money To these dumb little rappers with the name that sound funny 'Cause they're easy to control, couple million in marketing See 'em everywhere you go If I had the same funds then the music would explode But now, I got a new strategy, just watch I'm a couple viral videos from the top I know they ain't ready for the hits I'm 'boutta drop I'll do it, any cost I'm comin' for the head of my enemies Need a war to get rid of me, better kill every bit of me Swear, it's like there were ten of me Man, look what they did to me, tried to copy the recipe Then they all became dead to me, now nobody's ahead of me Try to diss, they in debt to me, now they all wanna settle beef Money green, call it Hulk 'cause I stack it incredibly My God, I've been runnin' circles, man, it's not fair Better get the ammunition now, it's warfare [Chorus] Kinda sad, all these rappers getting mad 'Cause I focus on my craft and I had to overlap every one of you So down bad with it, focused on the racks That you didn't even notice stepping to me is very dumb of you I'm not mad, I don't care, been too busy in my bag To really even want to make fun of you Yeah, this the vision, the masterpiece It doesn't matter who's after me, it's only me [Post-Chorus] 'Cause I bring the cavalry every occasion Send me your best and they all getting wasted Day in my shoes? Nah, man, most couldn't take it I put in the work, yeah, like, how could they hate it? [Verse 3] They probably hate it 'cause your ego been building up You finally gettin' money but your soul isn't filled enough Like, we get it, you perfected the vision You quit your job, man, you did it You finally made somethin' for yourself But I know you're not painless You're gettin' fame, but you hate it You feel commodified but you been way too scared to just face it So you just run around paradin', but you help with the greater You talkin' 'bout how you the greatest, but inside you been cavin' 'Cause you don't know who you are anymore Inner thoughts kickin' down the door "Josh, I think it's time we take you on tour Forget about your mental health, we think it's time to perform Forget about your self-esteem, just get in front of the camera You gotta turn into a product, let's just make the brand grander We need a hit, we need a feature, man, we really gotta chart Heard you're makin' Fearless II, I heard that's comin' from the heart But I don't like it, I get it, you just wanna do your art, but you should scrap it (Oh come on, man, I thought you wanted to be famous)" Forget the warfare, there's a war in your mental You been at a crossroads, you been stuck in the middle Like, do you wanna dive in, or do you wanna stay little? Swear you're always back and forth, man, why the hell you so fickle? Your last album went pop, but that wasn't really you The point of what you're doin' is just talkin' to the youth Helpin' fans with their depression, to escape for just a second Maybe they're takin' the message and they'll put away the weapon Man, just think about it, reassess the motive This ain't quantum physics, this isn't show business This is musical healing, embrace the pain, let 'em feel it And wear your heart on your sleeve, let the flaws all be seen Don't worry 'bout all the greed, 'cause, deep down, I know you'd die for it Just 'cause you were born outta the pain You were tryin' to exist but you barely maintained Bein' chained to your depression, only thing that brought change You concealed it like a weapon but the gun stays aimed And you would die for your family, even if you were estranged All the bags that you been chasin' got 'em fallin' to the waist You would never miss a dinner, now you miss the holidays Been too wrapped up in the vision, you a loser, you a lame Man, I hate you, but I'm you If I gotta see it, I guess I'll make you see it too Fix it