Yeah
They're calling me the product of a city filled with winners, born sinners and killers
Turn the corner get shot three times and that's the finish
A teenage virgin, whose virtues are something rare
And if this vermin hits the surgeon, I guess I'll have to repair
I take the game away from people that never could play fair
This that curtain raiser standing ovation in daycare
I️ was daydreaming bout driving cars round Mayfair
As I saw the smoke rise they wonder how my day fair?
Well they try teach me how to sin
But I be spitting so angelic you could sing it like a hymn
I'm just babbling bout my life, you can see it's full of things
That got my brain down in the dungeon while I'm tryna be a king
See they keep shutting me up and closing doors when I say something that's controversial
I'm a lyrical prophet, they tryna profit off my verbal
And I can see that you been smoking
Looking for your soul in lost property
I look for inspiration but damn another wannabe
Reason for this madness I call my methodology
Spitting off topic
Bars they calling toxic
Money in my pocket
Nah I'll never stop it
But homie stop the speculating, and all the conversating
Cos when I rule the world I won't call world domination
I just think these rappers have reached the realisation
That when you write like me you're whole arm needs amputation
No protection, I'm coming straight for your home
I'd call this a freestyle but they've put shots in my dome
Matter fact forget your house
Cos I'm going home
See my conscience thinks I'm missing, really I'm just alone
But now it's come to the time I should prove myself
Just when everybody wishes I'd remove myself
I'm just a victim of a life that I choose myself
Got me praying along the way that I don't lose myself
You know what I'm saying?
My grandma gave me words of advice my brudda
I️ been taking 'em everyday
Overdosing on the night that she preached to me, told me I should pursue to gain
So when I'm taking these flights, I got W's for baggage I️ ain't got L's to claim
You can push me right off of Cloud 10, make me fall, I️ don't mind I️ was predestined to reign
Never slow off the mark, bump radio charts I ain't flattered by imitation
See, you against Z on the mic, don't think about the win, that's damage limitation
In a world where cash rules everything around you
God rules everything around me
I don't care for the root of all evil
My roots are where the Holy One found me
Jays on, keep it squeaking like some sneakers on the court
When I'm speaking bout them lines you can snort
Ain't talking bout the white
I'm talking bout my lyrics
A.K.A food for thought
Word to Cole now
You damn right my word's too cold
But the flow so hot
Oxymoronic with the pronouns
You know that I'm the pro now
That's why they always say it's time to go now
When I show up I show out
A blowout, from end to start
We more advanced how we handle ours
Going overboard with these beats
No handlebars, yeah
I'm not surprised they can't handle bars
I'm lit from the top the same way that a candle starts
And the rap game really is a blessing homie
So I've gotta be a blessing through my testimony
These days no-one likes it when you spitting holy
That's why they chain me down but there ain't nothing that can hold me
Cos things change
I turned around and saw the world was mine, to be honest it feels strange
But I been beaten up, battered left, broken down now I can't even feel pain
Yeah now if I had one wish, I'd wish that I could see the real thing
And I ain't sorry for a thing
I ain't sorry for a thing
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Yeah
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Yeah
They're calling me the product of a city filled with winners, born sinners and killers
Turn the corner get shot three times and that's the finish
A teenage virgin, whose virtues are something rare
And if this vermin hits the surgeon, I guess I'll have to repair
I take the game away from people that never could play fair
This that curtain raiser standing ovation in daycare
I️ was daydreaming bout driving cars round Mayfair
As I saw the smoke rise they wonder how my day fair?
Well they try teach me how to sin
But I be spitting so angelic you could sing it like a hymn
I'm just babbling bout my life, you can see it's full of things
That got my brain down in the dungeon while I'm tryna be a king
See they keep shutting me up and closing doors when I say something that's controversial
I'm a lyrical prophet, they tryna profit off my verbal
And I can see that you been smoking
Looking for your soul in lost property
I look for inspiration but damn another wannabe
Reason for this madness I call my methodology
Spitting off topic
Bars they calling toxic
Money in my pocket
Nah I'll never stop it
But homie stop the speculating, and all the conversating
Cos when I rule the world I won't call world domination
I just think these rappers have reached the realisation
That when you write like me you're whole arm needs amputation
No protection, I'm coming straight for your home
I'd call this a freestyle but they've put shots in my dome
Matter fact forget your house
Cos I'm going home
See my conscience thinks I'm missing, really I'm just alone
But now it's come to the time I should prove myself
Just when everybody wishes I'd remove myself
I'm just a victim of a life that I choose myself
Got me praying along the way that I don't lose myself
You know what I'm saying?
My grandma gave me words of advice my brudda
I️ been taking 'em everyday
Overdosing on the night that she preached to me, told me I should pursue to gain
So when I'm taking these flights, I got W's for baggage I️ ain't got L's to claim
You can push me right off of Cloud 10, make me fall, I️ don't mind I️ was predestined to reign
Never slow off the mark, bump radio charts I ain't flattered by imitation
See, you against Z on the mic, don't think about the win, that's damage limitation
In a world where cash rules everything around you
God rules everything around me
I don't care for the root of all evil
My roots are where the Holy One found me
Jays on, keep it squeaking like some sneakers on the court
When I'm speaking bout them lines you can snort
Ain't talking bout the white
I'm talking bout my lyrics
A.K.A food for thought
Word to Cole now
You damn right my word's too cold
But the flow so hot
Oxymoronic with the pronouns
You know that I'm the pro now
That's why they always say it's time to go now
When I show up I show out
A blowout, from end to start
We more advanced how we handle ours
Going overboard with these beats
No handlebars, yeah
I'm not surprised they can't handle bars
I'm lit from the top the same way that a candle starts
And the rap game really is a blessing homie
So I've gotta be a blessing through my testimony
These days no-one likes it when you spitting holy
That's why they chain me down but there ain't nothing that can hold me
Cos things change
I turned around and saw the world was mine, to be honest it feels strange
But I been beaten up, battered left, broken down now I can't even feel pain
Yeah now if I had one wish, I'd wish that I could see the real thing
And I ain't sorry for a thing
I ain't sorry for a thing
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Yeah
They're calling me the product of a city filled with winners, born sinners and killers
Turn the corner get shot three times and that's the finish
A teenage virgin, whose virtues are something rare
And if this vermin hits the surgeon, I guess I'll have to repair
I take the game away from people that never could play fair
This that curtain raiser standing ovation in daycare
I️ was daydreaming bout driving cars round Mayfair
As I saw the smoke rise they wonder how my day fair?
Well they try teach me how to sin
But I be spitting so angelic you could sing it like a hymn
I'm just babbling bout my life, you can see it's full of things
That got my brain down in the dungeon while I'm tryna be a king
See they keep shutting me up and closing doors when I say something that's controversial
I'm a lyrical prophet, they tryna profit off my verbal
And I can see that you been smoking
Looking for your soul in lost property
I look for inspiration but damn another wannabe
Reason for this madness I call my methodology
Spitting off topic
Bars they calling toxic
Money in my pocket
Nah I'll never stop it
But homie stop the speculating, and all the conversating
Cos when I rule the world I won't call world domination
I just think these rappers have reached the realisation
That when you write like me you're whole arm needs amputation
No protection, I'm coming straight for your home
I'd call this a freestyle but they've put shots in my dome
Matter fact forget your house
Cos I'm going home
See my conscience thinks I'm missing, really I'm just alone
But now it's come to the time I should prove myself
Just when everybody wishes I'd remove myself
I'm just a victim of a life that I choose myself
Got me praying along the way that I don't lose myself
You know what I'm saying?
My grandma gave me words of advice my brudda
I️ been taking 'em everyday
Overdosing on the night that she preached to me, told me I should pursue to gain
So when I'm taking these flights, I got W's for baggage I️ ain't got L's to claim
You can push me right off of Cloud 10, make me fall, I️ don't mind I️ was predestined to reign
Never slow off the mark, bump radio charts I ain't flattered by imitation
See, you against Z on the mic, don't think about the win, that's damage limitation
In a world where cash rules everything around you
God rules everything around me
I don't care for the root of all evil
My roots are where the Holy One found me
Jays on, keep it squeaking like some sneakers on the court
When I'm speaking bout them lines you can snort
Ain't talking bout the white
I'm talking bout my lyrics
A.K.A food for thought
Word to Cole now
You damn right my word's too cold
But the flow so hot
Oxymoronic with the pronouns
You know that I'm the pro now
That's why they always say it's time to go now
When I show up I show out
A blowout, from end to start
We more advanced how we handle ours
Going overboard with these beats
No handlebars, yeah
I'm not surprised they can't handle bars
I'm lit from the top the same way that a candle starts
And the rap game really is a blessing homie
So I've gotta be a blessing through my testimony
These days no-one likes it when you spitting holy
That's why they chain me down but there ain't nothing that can hold me
Cos things change
I turned around and saw the world was mine, to be honest it feels strange
But I been beaten up, battered left, broken down now I can't even feel pain
Yeah now if I had one wish, I'd wish that I could see the real thing
And I ain't sorry for a thing
I ain't sorry for a thing
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Now it's middle fingers to the critics
They won't even get a feature in the credits
They don't like it when I'm speaking out the truth
And for that I'm living unapologetic
Yeah
Writer: Zak Hart
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid