[Verse 1]
Understand I'm on a mission just to rap and get paid
This the life I always wanted so this the life that I made
I Stay workin on my sk**s keep em sharp like a blade
I got a lot of flows they be tighter than a braid
This sh** is crazy my life's moving fast every day's a different scene
Dropping dollars for these verses never let people in between
At the end of the tunnel people dying I don't see the light
I stay up late at night and write put my heart into every single line I ever written
You probably think I'm retarted by the way that I'm spittin'
Add fire to the climate remove your mittens, not a single f** is given
I stay behind the mic in my house I'm always hidden
The flow vanilla cause it's really just that sweet
Spitting freestyles you just chill in the back seat
Got a lot of rhymes find em all in my rap sheet
Always been motivated find me where the cash be
[Hook]
Pushin forward I ain't never lookin back
In the studio a lot I be cookin up some crack
When I drop a mixtape, all the people love it
The rap game just like the drug game except we pushin raps but f** it
Its all perfect when the records sell
I'm building up my fanbase they my clientele
But I'd never sell out I'd rather burn in hell by myself and be broke
Burn in hell by myself be broke
[Verse 2]
And we smoke hit it hope you cough from the toke
I'll never go broke spitting fire take off your coat
We needin' some rope and and a hanger for any beat that is a banger
k** the beat while I'm high that's a cliffhanger
f**in' up instrumentals, pay incidentals cause this anger
I can take your b**h I guarentee that I can bang her
In my notebook I stay jottin', got all the juice just like cotton
Got a lot of people watchin', about half of 'em are plottin'
If your b**h like my music tell her she can hit my line
I can tell the ice is fake cause your wrist just don't shine
I can tell you roll with pigs cause I can smell the swine
And I pray to god I blow up soon cause y'all sleepin' on a mine
Y'all been sleepin' on my mind it's okay cause it's my pa**ion
f** these name brands I developed my own fashion
f** supreme I'm living my dream 2016 is over
I need to keep on rapping chasin' dreams of whippin' in the Range Rover
[Hook]
Pushin forward I ain't never lookin back
In the studio a lot I be cookin up some crack
When I drop a mixtape, all the people love it
The rap game just like the drug game except we pushin raps but f** it
Its all perfect when the records sell
I'm building up my fanbase they my clientele
But I'd never sell out I'd rather burn in hell by myself and be broke
Burn in hell by myself be broke