Rumblin’

Yeah
I strive to be the best
Nothing less
Super fresh
Not with the gear
Fresh with the usic
You hear and give thanks
Bass line like tanks
Rumbling
Fans all across the world pumping their fists
They're loving it
I'm still struggling
I'm still telling the truth
Too much for my own good sometimes
Too much bad over good sometimes
Some people never overstood some rhymes
The real fans do
Its dedicated to you
I appreciate the views on youTube
Vimeo, coming to the show
Even though it ain't a big crowd I'm still proud
When its a big crowd I'm like wow
Knowing the words to songs like "How"
Some saying I'm wack
Some saying the beats is fat
Some props from the greatest in fact
Got some real bad critiques
They ain't never get me
Your writing is weak, you box don't fit me
Big shout to those that stuck with me
Jumping out here to do music is risky
Specially my style, we ain't pop
Fans still giving up dough and props