Closure

(Verse 1)

If you're a player, I'm the coach
Don't do cigarettes or weed yet I'm handing out the smoke
From the paper I have rolled up, put in the rest of the roach
Turn my face to the book cause I'm sick of being poked
So I'm looking down the barrel and I'm not talking a broach
They're planning they're criticism before i've even spoke
Guess the world is full of bitches that can't even take a joke
Been gone for half a year and they're like 'different approach?'

Been grinding for six years, put no disrespect on my name
Them man are spared till I strike in the tenth frame
A few claim I have defamed
When the truth is the majority do not feel the same

Cause they used to call me names but now they're rating the moves
Cause nowadays it's only bangers I create in the booth
Some advice, when they are hating you
It means you're stuck in their head every time that you are making a tune

I've already done so many things they told me I couldn't
If we're talking bars, I'm taking shots and I'm not talking bullets
The more they stir the pot, the more tracks that I'm cooking
Put the food to the plate with the work that I put in

Cause the bottom can be lonely, but so is the top
Came for a clean sweep man throw me the mop
They hate I proved them wrong so they're not acting like adults
They're acting like they're babies cause they know it's a bop

(Chorus)

I said hold up
Certain man want exposure
But when the exposure they get is not the type they're looking for they don't own up
Man I said hold up
Time to get closure
They think they're living la vida loca
No need to change when it's worked for me so far
Only thing left's to get closure
Man I only want closure

(Verse 2)

Guess I might need to go quickly call up the homie and murder that new beat that he composing again
I'm the man behind bars when I go to the pen
In reality you were the one opposing your friends
'I'll chat behind their back but I'm still posing with them'
You're full of cap, no wonder this goes over your head
I exposed the offence
Was I just supposed to pretend you moved on when you never proposed an amends

Never dug myself in a hole that I can't climb
Leave the petty shit behind
Cause that is wasting my time
How you gonna lie and deny when you committed a crime
Rap is a drug, guess I'm addicted to lines
Not the ones that you snort but the ones that you write
Some say I'm at my worst, some say I never changed
Feel like i'm at my best, but not yet at my prime
Them man are sour like a lime
Tell me why

Used to start battles but nowadays I'm ending 'em
Getting sick and tired of the beef, no Wellington
Periodically we could iron it out before I bury 'em
Putting that on the table, not talking elements
You're denying everything
When in reality there is concrete evidence
Guess delusion is inherited
Cause every single bit of evidence was relative

(Chorus)

Man I said hold up
Certain man want exposure
But when the exposure they get is not the type they're looking for they don't own up
Man I said hold up
Time to get closure
They think they're living la vida loca
No need to change when it's worked for me so far
Only thing left's to get closure
Man I only want closure