Truer Lie

[Verse 1]
I'm a disease, you fuckers benign
When I'm overseas, they all wait in line
They don't want your shit they only want mine
Rapping 'bout Porches and poor shit is fine

But all this horseshit is over the line
I know there's more shit that you could describe
I have respect that you came up from nothing
But rap about something that ain't about dying

I come from the north side with a new side
A brand new perspective of true pride
And if I don't make it then I tried
But I kill thеse verses likе suicide

Eighteen thinking who am I
Which path is a truer lie
The one where I study to work 'till I die
Or is it the one where I land in the sky

Break it down, turn around
All of this shit is so different now
Wanting to live in a different town
Thinking 'bout life is a different frown

Think of me as a broken brake 'cause I grind but don't ever stop
And I'll look down on those who said I'm not making it to the top

[Verse 2]
Oh we still going, can't stop the leak after I get it flowing
I am the best and these fuckers be knowing

I am destroying, any and everything
Can't tell me anything I keep it growing
Calling me God is a kick to the groin
Saying I'm not is like flipping a coin

Play with your life
Russian roulette and the game with the knife
I'm staying up 'till the end of the night, 'cause
They pull me down but I put up a fight

And I
I don't want nothing I don't really need
Maybe a house and a car that got speed
I have no urge for my ego to feed

I want the woman that lives in my dreams
I want to witness the growth of my seed
I want to make music the world will see, and
I want to be the best that I can be