7sees - Art Lyrics

Is it when you make art for the sake of art
Or when it's widely experienced
To take apart
What I got in my heart

Said I rap
Put a number in my name just like 6LACK
But I was 7Sees way before that
Couldn't state my tax
Face facts
Dead broke but I'd still never sign to Maybach
I don't mix words or mince meat
People shiftier than a 10 speed
Wanna go against me
My flows a plenty
Got nodose for Frodo's
And I won't go gently
Solo imma bolo
For those hoes gon tempt me
But I don't show though woah hol up
I just roll on swiftly
I'mma take it up like half a notch
With lines designed to crack the glass
In ya apple watch
Sip it slow
I blast like I pass the scotch
Got cash that I have to cop
That's the ticket like a traffic stop
Ya can't match me
7Sees set the pace like a track meet
Got the stash in the backseat
Rash I'm the black sheep
Past the fact that my past everlasting
F*ck the white
I out class on some caffeine
Outlast on the tracks I'm an athlete
Runnin circles round the cats
Like I'm that mean
Got em lookin' at me
Don't try to butter me up like crabmeat
Gums the one who made that beat
Amerikkka triple Ks
Pussies covered up with a half sheet

See rappers these days is fake as f*ck
So I raise a cup
And take a drink every time y'all praise a cuck
That's probably why I'm staying drunk
Cuz I see the lames y'all playing
That just make it off of basic luck
They also make it off snitching and a co-sign
Cheap gimmicks and some gold mining
And my biggest critics ain't got a business
So they claim to be knowin' mine
But I don't mind it
Of course I'm headed for the top
That's why you always see goats climbin'
And I'm independent grindin'
Cuz I spit it on my own dime man
I refuse to compromise or mediate
I mitigate what critics hate
Live fast see me speeding on the interstate
Bitch I been a great
Ain't a ceiling that I couldn't penetrate
Enemies I disintegrate
Envy me cause I'm a winner mate
Tennessee centerpiece
Hell I even live in center state
7Sees a Nashvillian
No heroes because cash kill em
No real cause I feel
Without a deal that I'm the last spillin'
My heart on the page
Maybe cause arts in this age
Where lately it's tossed on a stage
And starved like a dog in a cage
Played but it's all for the wage
And paper I'd call it a craze
But it's the way we've been taught to behave
The system is sicker than all of this plague
Holler back if you know what I'm saying