Amateurs

Yes lord
Knowledge, nigga
Cliff on the beat
Pay attention

[Hook]
This shit is not for no amateurs
Go put my life on the camera , camera
I'm tryin make me a movie
I can only tell the truth see
Nobody did this shit for me
I don't make excuses I just make it happen
I got to much on my mind it gets harder to focus when I feel distracted

This shit is not for no amateurs
Go put my life on the camera , camera
(2x)
I demand your respect
All I want is love and the check
I give a fuck if you think you're next

This shit is not for no amateurs
Go put my life on the camera

[Verse 1]
Pick a different artist don't compare em to me
Apparently they're parakeets now they will try to repeat
I make a point let them see it
They can never reach my level
That's another lesson learn to better take it to hustle
Part of my power when I pass through
Manifest every thought is what the man do
You looking at me like my nigga how are you feeling there
I can switch it up and try to bring the vision back
I can make them realize I got a sicker vibe
You want a story and I'll be giving you the whole truth
You look surprised that they ever let the boy loose
I said i'm moving on the beat they see he keep it real
I can never do this shit to get a record deal
I just want the recognition that I never have
Why are you giving me opinions like I asked for
Oh I need some more stamps in my passport
Boy you know I got to work cause i'm that boy
But that shit don't matter
They watch me climb up the ladder
I missed a step and I fell
Flat on my face I feel like I fail
I can't prevail
All of these vultures around me
They just want a piece
Please keep your hands out of my pocket
This shit turn me bitter
I'm praying for death for the rest of these niggas

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Difference in the way I deliver a message
A metaphor, mortify , I'm more then fine
I told a line , but what I find is that they are all fake
You motherfuckers approaching me in the wrong way
I told them once that I don't care about a single soul
Niggas are looking at me but I doubt you really know
Bitch I said I'm playin' this and get and go
And all are you insistent gotta pick a role
Came back up in this motherfucker two times
Got me feeling like a poet , Nikki Giovanni
Verify a lot of vices that had no advice
I'm operating like i'm Isis I got to blow
They want the realest of niggas that ever did this
I dismiss 'em all with the skill but they want a melody
But instead I give many very mast potential
A whole lot of pain coming out a nigga pencil
But if you ask me that shit is so instrumental
At least to the process it leads to the progress
Believe that I could be what I want
Even though these niggas told me I couldn't make it
Never hesitate but I made a way
I said I will always will
It's like I never feel
I'm just emotional-less and fucking heartless
Murder a beat at my leisure and leave the procession
Like dearly departed

[Hook]