Kazakh Kid

[Verse 1]
Sancho made this beat (Sancho!)
I made it look complete
To make things you need a team (yeah!)
Shot-out to Max
We were living on the street
Yeah I still reminisce (prrrr!)
‘Bout what happened last year
Shit, I was only 16-teen (six!)
Real love, Al-Farabi 16
Good times but it’s all past
There’s more to life than that
I heard the news, they’re bad (bad!)
Another person just passed
I don’t know how to react to that (nah!)
God takes good and not bad
So when it’s my time to go to bed
I want my message being spread
They will recognize you when you dead

[Hook]
Can we change music like Pac did?
Or it’s just an intention of Kazakh Kid?
Look, I’m done with that self-esteem
I cannot fuck with that shit
I don’t listen to ‘em ‘cause I got a dream
Like Luther King, I stick to it
They saying shit
They gotta quit
Look for the real one
I’m making it...

[Verse 2]

Kids here love to brag
Show off things they never had
Like these fake ass Louis bags
Or stories in their parents' cars
Being serious right now
Stop trying to stand out
Driving not even your own car
Stop trying to play tough (uh-huh)
You think you much higher than the other ones
You look like you saved the universe
But in real life
They just gold-diggers
No sense and no competition (no)

[Hook]

Can we change music like Pac did?
Or it’s just an intention of Kazakh kid?
Look, I’m done with that self-esteem
I cannot fuck with that shit
I don’t listen to ‘em ‘cause I got a dream
Like Luther King, I stick to it

[Verse 3]
It's 6 am that shit is hard for me
And it seems like
The Uber driver is the only one that’s there for me
That was my night
But it’s not right
To live the life in that kind
I feel guilty
When I party
'Cause I need to work more hardly
But that night doesn’t make any sense
Just another waste of present tense
I will work more so my family won’t count up the cents (alright!)
I finna work on myself more and give the best content
This is my time
I go international
And I represent man