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This what you wanted right

Me in original form

I leave the path- but won't be straying for long

Like when I fucked this chick to stay in her dorm

She was using kik to kick with these dudes she adored

She'd talk to me bout her problems- why the fuck should I care

I'm only here supplying dick and nasty words in her ear

And my intentions are clear

Become the rapper that other rappers would fear

They hold me in high regard- I'm a god amongst all my peers

This game ain't what it appears to be

You switch your style off a perc and I do it lyrically

You put the track in the headlights- this shit is deer to me

Don't gas me up- you might as well douse me in kerosene

So watch yo back- cause you know niggas watch yours

Watchin' pockets- they be checking through drawers

Check your balance- how long you been off yours

Too much to even afford

I visualize looking through windshield of my Honda Accord

And get the call that tells me we ain't gotta struggle no more

No more

Shit

I got all this baggage- man, where did it even fit

Spilling out the sides so much that you can't even zip

Lock away my trauma on the beat and let it sit

Man

A hit

Man

No survival for targets

When I black out my rhymes surpass the margin

An M was on my head- I must've became a Majin

My bars harder- then when I was riding MARTA

A throwback to the fans that was riding with me

A kid- lost in the city- my heart filled with a promise of making my parents proud

Pushing myself to make the impossible my reality and never backing down

You see- I'm the epitome of what my brothers meant to me

Rapping in the basement as a youngin- are you kidding me

I got it from the mud- they can never doubt my ability

To take a fucking L and turn that shit into a victory

Woah

That's why I never listen to y'all

Copy, paste- they make a new edition of y'all, hey

Headband- feeling like Daniel-san

Wax on and wax off, it's like I'm Mister Miyagi

Built differently for this industry

And how it changes

Tried to approach it from different angles

4 rap groups and a bad manager later

Had me moving to my own beat

I ain't got the time for people trying to control me

I cannot align with people lying to console me

I done drew the line and if you cross it- then it's O V

Oh please, fucking with the King will have you running like a nosebleed

I'm just being factual

If we talking pain- I'm at my maximum

Running on these fumes- I can't imagine a time

When I could choose to just relax and unwind

I'm steady moving- I keep rolling the die, and hoping that I don't

Look, I'm nervous to talk about it

I know

Can't see what I'm seeing their vision is cloudy

So

I cannot deny it- I start to

Slow down

Heard that advice but I'm on my

Own now

So doctor let me summarize- I done felt the pain of loss and love over 100 times

Push me to the edge- my friends alive but now we borderline strangers

And I can't change it

I remain angered

Breathe

What do I need to do

Anything- please tell me how to see it through

Listen to the metronome- let it guide you

Follow me closely- do what I do