Promises

[Verse]
Shoutouts to the real ones, they know who they are
Supported me when I was down and now it paid off
I mean, I get why there was haters, I was heinous on the mic
But my mates’d say it flames until I made it; like
To start rapping was really a rushed decision
But those people close to me’d offer out constructive criticism
And I didn’t get better quick, I took my time to mess with it
And even when I dropped it, it was filled with messy lettering
I had one friend who streamed my song over 100 times
And then other friends who’d sleep on me like I’m a fuckin lullaby
Other guys who watched everything
Commented saved and gave me likes
And then some who’d evade and throw shade behind my back
What’s up with that?
But I’m not here to entertain them
Here to say thank you to all my great friends
And if I ever make it or if I win the lottery
You’ll get a share in the payout, that’s what I'm promising