[ Featuring KARMAA ]
Yoo Clayto what's up?
Yoo whats goody?
Dude I heard that song on the radio
What is going on man
This freakin industry doe
Mental's at war there's a battle in my mind
Stay on my horse cause at dawn is when we ride
Its us against the world this industry just isn't right
They tryna make it so we quit before we ever shine
But I say f*ck dat
It's time we buss back
We the real talent
Man I'm tryna be where RUSS at
It's all in my head I'm delulu bout this shit
It's 3:15 am I'm chasin dreams like they're the wind
I'm the best on earth, that's what I tell my reflection
It's a marathon, not a sprint baby if not now, then when
Indie for life I won't sign for hopes of fame
Labels Shang Tsung but my souls not theirs to take
What y'all want from me?
Y'all see me struggling
To these leeches
Cut y'all off double mastectomy
What y'all want from me?
I'm giving everything
Til my last breath
I'll be who young me needed desperately
What y'all want from me?
Here's my reality
Y'all my haters
But I'm my only enemy
So what y'all want from me?
What you want from me?
There's not much left
But I'm asking what you want from?
F*ck is up
I got the smoke if you wanted some
I'mma confront,
Blunt, straight to the face
Don't ask if I'm holding something
I don't show any cards,
Give em to god,
Ain't goin back,
Shit I'm keeping it going,
I'm in the lab and perfecting the formula,
Losin' control but that's all that they want of you
Nobody knows what the f*ck anyone of us really ever runs right through
Think twice, better tie your shoes
Can't lie, better find your roots real quick,
Think you're so slick, I'll call you right out
Ain't fall for your shit, uh
You might be fooling the rest but,
Best not to get it confused
All of the views,
All of the money, the bitches, the press and respect of the youth
Ain't coming to you with you doing nothing for others that put you apart from the group,
Know they look up to you,
It's right there in front of you,
How could you miss it
Tunnel vision got you tripping on everything,
Nothing will ever be,
Good enough
What y'all want from me?
Y'all see me struggling
To these leeches
Cut y'all off double mastectomy
What y'all want from me?
I'm giving everything
Til my last breath
I'll be who young me needed desperately
What y'all want from me?
Here's my reality
Y'all my haters
But I'm my only enemy
So what y'all want from me?
What you want from me?
There's not much left
But I'm asking what you want from?
What you want from me?
There's not much left of me
But I'm asking
What you want from me?
