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Never been the type to flash what I got
But being humble well homie I've seen where that shit has got me
Going batshit, I'm Ozzie this ain't rap it's a heartbeat
I'ma spill em till you bitches feel the static has stopped
Tryna top the magic I've captured each track that I drop
But feel the passion counteracting I collapse with my stock
As far as rap goes, I've plateaued, the tragedy starts
Cause they love to see you succeed, but they laugh as you drop
A couple years down the drain, feel my twilight go
I want the limelight, hoping at night that I might blow
Spewing venom as toxic as dropping acid
I'm losing interesting in a lot of rappers, I wanna I ruin their image
A bunch of losers with gimmicks up on the radio
I hate it yo, if you offended I don't blame you though
...The shoe was fitting, I figured since you was in em
Then take em ho,
Theres rules to killing shit and dude I feel that you breaking those
So step back, border-line illegal flow, wet back
...I'm on the fence if I should even have said that
What's controversial now? When bitches is chewing on cockroaches
Abusing their pride knowing it's only
So their music will start growing
If you not commercial now and don’t do any large shows then you lose it and start over
I've been tryna keep my distance but fuck it
I'm getting funds and moving back, this is Benjamin Button
Minds escaping me chasing another pipe dream
Rather be mario follow it with his white queen
Finish the game and drive off in a Mercedes
Suicide doors blowing my mind I'm Cobaining
Contemplating reality on a level
Unsettling I'm peddling half a key of amphetamines
Any necessity readily just have it
It's packaged inside a Dramamine
Rather that than a deadbeat
Snapping out of it
Couldn't be a dealer really for some shit and I ain't even had an ounce of it
That's how I feel when I'm rapping, I'm doubting shit
Cause I ain't ever struggled, fuck it I drown again in a pile of shit
Every line I cast is fire, catch a winner with the hook but can't amount to shit, makes sense - I'm floundering
I'm on a sailing ship, titanic type standards
Gigantic ice landed the role of my self doubt and try handling, I take the wheel
And blow up in my own eyes, no lie, I happily sank the shit
There ain't a way to win, its lose lose
But this game we're in, when I'm facing shit I'd choose you
That's a fucked way to think and I know
But it's hopeless if I'm focused on being alone
Got a dollar and fifty cents we
Spent, we blowing Bills on a office you other bitches Lewinsky