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Dear Globe, I dedicate this ode to your earlobe
But I’m still bold – Despite the memories my years hold
The Fire Next Time – Rendering my fears cold
Obsolete – While I march into the beat
If walls could talk – they’ll tell your tale’s a disappointment
Till I blocked out the failures declaring I’m self-anointed
Can’t wait for no promotions – Fuck it, I’m self-appointed
Now every phrase I coin in creates a mood and I join in
Etched in my dome – like widow’s peaks – It’s bitter sweet
Picture me – A permanent fixture in this industry
Nothing’s what it seems – But in my dreams
I’ve been instructed by some kings „They’ll try to cut you by your wings”
Now I…loot and plunder – I pulled the truth from under the rug
Hated my heart, I feel it running my blood
Utter disgust – Fuck the system, I make music for us
Giving that cinematic feel, I swear it usually does
Hook
I’m finna wild out if I don’t get what I want, nigga
I’m done with asking ya’ll and no this ain’t no front, nigga
I work this hard because I know just what I want, nigga
And you can’t take it from me, no I ain’t no fuck nigga
Chorus (Repeat 8x)
Blood, sweat tears
You ain’t fucking with my…
[Verse 2]
(Yeah, yeah…yo)
Finna reap what I sow – Then I’ll be self-made
Oliver twist, hollering, „Bitch, now I’m well paid”
Yeah, I said it – I’m unapologetic
If it ain’t about the progress, forget it, I’m diabetic
That sugar-coated bullshit you kick – Taking that away
Donny Hathaway got me feeling like Cassius Clay
Right before the name change…
My level of convictions, my religion, I consider this the same thing
So I’m spitting that Mohammad while I’m on it
It’s what we have in common ’til they stuff me with embalmin’
Heart of a lion – There’s no removal of a champ
Me and my camp will make our moves with no approval of a stamp
Uh…feeling super confident – Watch properly
Sloppily tryna steal my spot ends in botched robberies
Reflexing techniques – He just infects beats
Keep it unique, get out your seat and respect me
Hook
I’m finna wild out if I don’t get what I want, nigga
I’m done with asking ya’ll and no this ain’t no front, nigga
I work this hard because I know just what I want, nigga
And you can’t take it from, no I ain’t no fuck nigga
Chorus (Repeat 8x)
Blood, sweat tears
You ain’t fucking with my…
Hook(2x)
Chorus
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