Beginnings ft. Betz Lyrics

I remember back to that day in June

Was a stormy night

Out my mothers womb

First light

The delivery room

I didn't cry

All the nurses swooned

Doctor slapped me

But I didn't move

Mama smiled

But she kept her cool

She held me tight

Said I can't lose

Then she gave me a mic

Said murder these fools

Learned how to write before I could talk

I was writin raps before I could walk

It was mayhem in the playpen

Tore it down at the playground at the park

Preschool I would eat fools

I was battlin kids by the hand ful

Hustle em out they snacks and shit

At St. Matthews

I was a natural

To be an MC it was destiny

I live for this cause I was born for this

Paintin pictures with poetry

Your earholes the most fortunate

Hunger pains for this rap thang

Need it for breakfast lunch and dinner

So I stuffed my face like mukbang

The gluttony of a sinner

Now that I'm grown

Rap's all that I know

It's all that I got

It's part of my soul

So I OD

On a whole beat

As I hold the microphone closely

I take this shit so serious

That I'll take a shit if you hearin this

I ain't fakin bitch if you curious

I'm bout to break a bitch

No period

Gotta thank God for that gift of gab

And I thank Ma for that pen and that pad

Don't gotta think hard

Start scribblin fast

Before my bankcard

Starts dwindlin cash

Gettin paid for your passion

Wanna be known for music

Not fashion

Hand me those matches

I'll light a fire up under they asses

I remember back to that day in June

Was a stormy night

Out my mothers womb

First light

The delivery room

I didn't cry

All the nurses swooned

Doctor slapped me

But I didn't move

Mama smiled

But she kept her cool

She held me tight

Said I can't lose

Then she gave me a mic

Said murder these fools

They say that the rap game's

Like the crack game

But really it's more like a craps game

Some head cracks

Some snake eyes

Go on and roll the dice

Like it's your last day

Gotta show no fears

Cause scared money don't make money

Let me bend your ear

These raps hard

Some lyrics funny

But I'm still so serious and so sincere

Now I'm outside

In a skeleton mask

No mob ties

I ain't splittin my cash

And that's why

I'm blowin money fast

Never glorify

My felonious past

I rap from my soul

So it's from the heart

My brain drives

No autopilot

Lessons learned

From stories told

Upload my art

Now everybody got it

Friends dead

And family buried

So I do shows at the cemetery

This PG County

Clouds all around me

There's haters near me

Gotta open carry

Keep the mic tucked in my belt

Spit flames with every breath

Shout out to myself

I'll only bow out upon death