Felt Like Rapping 2

[Verse]
I don't need an introduction, let's cut to the chase
Ain't shit changed besides a little scruff on the face
I don't leave a single crumb, there ain't enough on the plate
I should put a flood warning, get your gutters replaced
The willpower of a reignin' champ
I don't have an off-season, this is more like training camp
Get the repetitions in, watch the game enhance
I don't need your record deal or your lame advance
I stay solid like a block of cement
If I ever spit a trash-ass verse, that'd be a shockin' event
That's like your landlord tellin' you they're droppin' the rent
It ain't happenin', full potential, you ain't tappin' in
I went ahead and put away the weed and booze
I been stayin' on my Ps and Qs
See, I don't really shoot the breeze with dudes
Hear the microwave music and it's cool, but I'm sick of eatin' freezer food
I guess the mission is a Michelin star
Let's make it shake like a homeless person beggin' for a tip in they jar
Ain't no fillers, I ain't skipping a bar
Going back to when I used to freestyle, I'd sit in the car
Remember? Classic shit, this is craftsmanship
It's a glory road, wait 'til the traffic hit
You thought it appeared overnight? This ain't a magic trick
I'm talking way, way back with Nick
We used to burn CDs like trees, we would slang 'em in the dorm room
Tryna pitch the music like ideas in a boardroom
Ain't nobody listen, but I knew I'd flip the score soon
They sleepin', barely get up before noon, you kiddin' me?
How you sittin' idle, let the cash flow stop?
Add a little flavor, that's Tabasco sauce
Throwin' out lines like a Bass Pro Shop
Go and keep it comin', know the mans don't stop
I been goin' hard since Dreams and Nightmares
Feel it's in reach, see my dreams are right there
Shit I sacrificed wasn't cheap or priced fair
Reaching new heights in this life, and I ain't scared
To take this motherfucker where I needed to go
Keep droppin', it's like a heavy season of snow
They keep watchin'
I ain't got a reason to slow down
Intentions loud and clear, I ain't speakin' in code
I had a head full of brain fog, heart full of hate
Off the trauma that I faced, cut through me like a chainsaw
I was lost, then I came back, I'm a trained dog
Still here puttin' up the shots, check the game log
One for the money, two for the show
Came back hungry, two hundred flows
Fillin' up the venues like two hundred rows
Bring it back and double it, two hundred more
Made it this far off of talkin' the truth
Ayy, sombody tell Flex I'll drop a bomb in the booth
That's a layup, watch me put the ball in the hoop
So much weight on my shoulders, need to call a masseuse
They only in it for a quick check, go and get your quick sec of fame
'Til the wave pass, then you sittin' shipwreck
I'ma put the music on my life, that's a big bet
Type of flow to turn your head, leave you with a stiff neck
December weather cold, this a spectacle, homie
Pack a full house, ain't talkin' Danny, Jesse, and Joey
Leave a footprint like walkin' when it's wet and it's snowy
I'ma be here for awhile, start gettin' to know me, motherfu—