Kyle Lee On my own

Tekst piosenki

Wrote it a wile ago during my lunch break

I do this shit not because i can, but because its been the only dream since i was a little kid, thinking about it now, 8 years old rapping on a microphone thats made from my mommas comb, saggin my pants, rag in the back, waving my hands hoping you can feel that. Homies get hyped, pay attention. When i spit my flow minds get blown. People dont know what to do yo. Soon enough though, ill be on the radio. Poeple be feelin my songs, saying my shit way to legit, maybe they can’t handle it. Seriously though no worries yo, i be operating on a different level though. Obviously im outa my zone outa my home. An i did this shit all on my own, spitting, breathing, and dry heaving on this microphone