Heard It From Me Lyrics

I'm just living in the moment homie learning on the fly

Leave a trail of art in the sky to be remembered by

Cause the music live forever so that way I never die

You look me up in fifty years I'm right there by your side

The bul say he okay, not the voice of today

But the path I helped to lay, dog I moistened the clay

Stay away from those that's quick to borrow and slow to pay

Watching their candlestick patterns cause they're traders everyday

No loyalty to y'all, that's some of their core flaws

Gotta learn the hard way, not all classes got four walls

That's no surprise, I'm Steve Jobs in the garage

The Apple of your eye, I'm just rappin' on the fly

Improvise, they try to document what I said

Content creators, Go Pros is on their head

Tryna capture the rapture I record on these tracks

They said the Thong Song almost slipped between the cracks

No pun intended, I just understand the urgency

The only Black dude at work searching for diversity

Weird feeling, like Tommy Smith with the raised fist

Gold medal flow, Olympic, hard to appraise this

I'm in my own lane homie, word play is unique

Alotta talk but you ain't heard it from me

I ain't gotta speak about it other people tell you how it'll be

A quiet beast but you ain't heard it from me

If it ain't about my family or my friends, then it ain't concerning me

Move in silence, you ain't heard it from me

Never killed nobody I just murder the beats

Heard'em talk, but you ain't heard it from me

Nah you ain't heard it from me

They be surprised when I tell'em I don't do it for the money

Shed a tear like Cryrese "what more do you want from me?"

Beg your pardon, I'm chillin', writing jams on the lovely

Watching Martin, his old shit, that ain't no damn puppy

If you starting, ain't no stroll in the park made for walking

This a full on attack, I don't do the bluff charging

Tough sergeant, barking orders at the squadron

Burning hot, scalding, don't fall into my cauldron

Y'all talking, from behind a computer

But keep in mind that critique line is always longer than the doer

And I'm a mover, a quiet beast

I get the crowd excited like riot police and make'em lie in the streets

In protest, flow grotesque, it's like a botched face lift

Flow crazy, rappin' with a hospital bracelet

One rhyme'll disassemble your ensemble

Leave you and your mongrels flat on your back horizontal

Fronting like you got the worst bark

But you harmless as a nurse shark

I come through kill it, outside we got the hearse parked

Reality verse art, start before you're ready that's the first part

I'm in my own lane homie, word play is unique

Alotta talk but you ain't heard it from me

I ain't gotta speak about it other people tell you how it'll be

A quiet beast but you ain't heard it from me

If it ain't about my family or my friends, then it ain't concerning me

Move in silence, you ain't heard it from me

Never killed nobody I just murder the beats

Heard'em talk, but you ain't heard it from me

Nah you ain't heard it from me