I Got It

[Chorus: Scuare]
Surrounded by these people chasing dreams and setting goals
[?] better let them go
Like I'm the only one that got it
Only one that knows
Running 'round in circles in search of whatever grows

[Verse 1: Scuare]
Can't cut me down, I'm a fucking weed
Been 'round all the stuff I need
Watch while I'm killin' them confidently
Till they're calling for me from that company
I got this now, you can look or leave
Good enough for me
Sick of this shit that you kids have been spitting
We get it, you did it so comfortably
This hard work and I'm far worse
Than I wish I was, but I'm pissed because
All these scars hurt, they're just part of searching
But this is not what the picture was
This ain't star searching, it ain't all certain
You ball first and fainted on purpose
Keep chasing favors, just shots are worth it
You stay the same, you do not surface
Let go

[Chorus: Scuare]
Surrounded by these people chasing dreams and setting goals
[?] better let them go
Like I'm the only one that got it
Only one that knows
Running 'round in circles in search of whatever grows

[Verse 2: Phraynkh P]
Gotta keep my mind steady
When they're thinking that my mind breaks
So I'm thinking that my mind's ready
Oh, you thinking that when mine breaks
You a migraine
[?]
It's a flying thing
Satisfy, crucify from the pain that I hide inside of my veins
Get high when I rhyme just to pass the time
Switch my mind frame
Everybody rapping
[?] making they beats
Who 'gon be doctors and lawyers?
And if you are not, I know you ain't looking at me
Try to earn my keepsake [?]
She want that check, gonna give me them cheeks
[?] reaching my peak
Running the game but you've been here a week
Bruh, that shit too weak
Everybody wanna know how to [?]
[?] did a couple shows
Fucked a couple bad bitches, smoked some dro
Fucked a couple bad bitches, a couple hoes

[Chorus: Scuare]
Surrounded by these people chasing dreams and setting goals
[?] better let them go
Like I'm the only one that got it
Only one that knows
Running 'round in circles in search of whatever grows
Surrounded by these people chasing dreams and setting goals
[?] better let them go
Like I'm the only one that got it
Only one that knows
Running 'round in circles in search of whatever grows

[Verse 3: Scuare]
Seems like nobody gets what's up
Your dreams won't cut it, your shit just sucks
But it's not about the talent and skill you're lacking
Fill your backpack with a will to practice
They don't figure like that 'cause you're still just shacked in
Conceal the fact you don't really love it
Don't feel enough, you just steal from us
Then come around looking for a meal from us
You ain't written a word in about three months
Now you sit in there, working on reruns
You're verses come slower than seasons
You need to quit [?]
Ayyy, I don't know what else to say
I have no help if you want an escape
Gotta stomach [?]
[?] run you away