February 20

Think it’s time that I make it happen
Hard work and some passion
I’m going in, no distractions
Staring at my phone, I’ve been slacking
Ready to gain a little bit of traction, satisfaction can’t happen until I put the plan in action
Working with the hand that I’ve been dealt
Might have seen me walking around rapping to myself
Trying to find the right words to capture how I felt
Making world-class tracks with a fraction of the help
Do this by myself, they’ve got 20 co-writers
Spent my whole life just trying to make the flow nicer
Future looking brighter, way too late for me to quit
I’ll chase the dream until it kills me, they can’t wait for me to slip
Never hesitate a bit, not afraid to lose my grip
Bunch of rappers riding someone else’s wave and jumping ship
Been as patient as it gets, but I pray that something clicks
Don’t need a lot of things in life, just hope I make a couple hits
I need the nice place with the view!
Cooking up beats in the stu!
Let me marinate, soak up all the flavor
Sauce drippin from the pen when I touch the paper
Don’t try to take my place
You’re too fake, two-faced, and you’ve got no taste
Can’t change pace ‘cause I’ve got no brakes
I feel great, got faith, only need 1 take. Okay