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No, we don’t talk about it
No, we don’t talk about it
I’m on my own- on my own- we don’t talk about it
I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside
I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside
I’m on my way
I’m on my way, yeah
Swear I’m on my way, uh
Yeah I’m on my way
Like the holiday season I’m back to wrapping
I’m back to yapping on tracks
I’ll be gone for a minute
Never stop at the rhythm
I’mma kill it when these motherfuckers feeling
Yo from the boom to the bap I’ll be taking these tracks
Through the heart and the soul, put in back in the rap
I just really wanna touch these kids
No MJ when I write like this
Yo you ain’t half the man like a minotaur
And I’ve been working, I feel that spark
And some hate my start, some hate my art
And some kill it with no motherfucking handlebars
Yo escaping the suites like escaping the sweets
They still leave you with some cavities
Casualties when I master the beat
Like an angry vegan I’m attacking the beet
For a minute now, all of my enemies all spit ‘em out
All of these arenas I’ll be filling out
Like a W-2 I got nothing to lose in this readiris pool with my rhetoric
Bitch I’m a celibate, but not by choice
Fuck it
I’mma be the only one to catapult above it
Let me grab my things and I’ll be on my way
I’m on my way
I’m on my way, yeah
Swear I’m on my way, uh
Yeah I’m on my way
Yeah, people would die for a little bit of fame
Talk about money, they all want the same
It’s just ignorant bullshit, it’s all really useless
If I hear again, then I might just lose it
They stumble in the game no gain so clueless
So many idiots wonder why I do this
Ain’t nobody real and I see right through it
For them to pick up the clues, man these motherfuckers blew it
Back to the rap, I been at it for days
Picking up the pen in new, different ways
Some fans want trap, but I really wanna rap
I got something to prove, I got something to say
This is my life
Waited for the drop when the time is right
Hoof the fans are cops, so I know it’s nice
And resonate with every single word I type
This my life
This my life
This is everything I do
And if a doubter tries to bring me down they just don’t have a clue
Writing ‘til my fingers blue
I got nothing else to lose
And I’m finally ‘bout to make it cause I got this rap shit going on my way
I’m on my way
I’m on my way, yeah
Swear I’m on my way, uh
Yeah I’m on my way
No, we don’t talk about it
No, we don’t talk about it
I’m on my own- on my own- we don’t talk about it
I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside
I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside
I’m on my way
I’m on my way
Swear on my way
I’m on my way
Yeah, yeah