DeQuaye - Next Spot lyrics

[Intro: Ed Reed] I'm hurt, dawg; Don't ask me if I'm all right Hell, naw. Joaquin said, 'Dominate,' And we're not doing it I'm putting my heart in this [expletive] Let's go, man." (Canis Major) (End of Hook) [Verse 1] This game of thrones is survival of the fittest Little kids crying, afraid of what they witness Gotta move on, and break away from the past Cause no body gonna make it wit a broken arm and no cast All we do is sit around and spit bars Make beats, rap, and play notes on the guitar And when we try, we probably can reach the stars But we get called lazy a**es, told we not going far I beg to differ cause I'm feeling like the greatest I'm spitting like I made it, and I'm working like I'm slaving A dream that I'm chasing No body gonna take it I'm never gonna fake it Cause I know that I'mma make it I'm about to take off from this spot and go far I'mma Lamborghini, You popped tires on a go cart All my flows gon be sparking fire And they all better than most and you couldn't deny it [Hook] Always looking dope, fresh pants fresh top b**hes still playing games like its Xbox I'm still working hard like I'm in a sweat shop Got one shot and the top is the next spot (x2) [Verse 2] Still grinding, never gonna give up Now's about the time where i gotta pick my sh** up I'm feeling a hunna, b**h i'm feeling fantastic How you feel girl, with a face made of plastic Eyebrows on fleek, hundred pounds a make up I never touched that sh** and I still got my cake up Bros before hoes, that's the unwritten motto Instagram likes looking like numbers in the lotto I'm not fitted for that sh**, so I rock a snapback Best friends lists are gone, thank god for snapchat Me and bros chilling in the crib shopping for kicks While b**hes chillin at home just editing some pics Make ya self look good, yeah theres an app for that Its not hard to see, even if you got cataracts But I dont really care cause I'm focused on my music I'm feeling myself and really not tryna lose it [Hook]