Till We’re Gone

[Verse 1]
3 in the morning I'm working I'm in my damn zone
I ruin the hopes of these rappers with a microphone
Youngest doing this, with the coldest flow
Can't no one touch me I'm coming better act like you know
I hear them talking I see em looking they getting mad
Because I get more attention and praise than they had
The OG's told me I was the voice of the city
And when I blow I promise that I'm taking y'all with me
Cruz the killer I murder the game and make it realer
It's funny how yo best verse sound worse than my filler
I gets the money and spend it all on my brethren
I'm a beginner but I'm spittin like a veteran
Tell em...

[Hook]x2
And we gon' do it till we're gone
Gotta take em out be the best the world has known
Mane it's all for the city
We gotta stay winning
So get up out the way if you ain't wit it
I be in another zone

[Verse 2]
Broke as hell but I work like I'm getting paid for it
All for love of music I use it to get away from it all
I hope that when I make it I don't fall
They tell me that I can do it I'm motivated from y'all
Member back of the classroom
Writing in them notebooks
Never listening my teachers giving me that cold look
They didn't understand, that I'm gon' be the man
I'm focused on the dream so I don't really give a damn
They worried about what I'm gon' be in the future
Well I know I'll be on I just wish it would happen sooner
I'm a junior in the game
Yeah that's crazy how it feel like I been here before
I can almost see the stages of my first tour
Heart of a lion voice of a preacher come out your speaker
I'm eager for the fame but I dont wanna change either
I'm loyal to a few but I can never trust nobody
They said they gonna knock me off? Over my dead body
You'll have to kill me for I let you get the best of me
This world a war-zone and all of us some refugees
I'm begging please let me be what I set my mind to
And mind you they never wanna know the things that I knew
They never wanna see the world that we was forced to live in
So we gon' make my our own because the sky is the limit
Tell em...

[Hook]x2

[Verse 3]
Inner city king, tell me what you know about it
They love the music and they don't know what they'd do without
They memorize my lyrics and ask me when this comes out
I'm feeling made but I ain't even got an album out
What's a record deal, I could do it independent
Told em I'd keep it real and when I said that shit I meant it
Word is bond, and mines is all that I got
So I talk to troubled teens to help somebody 'fore I rot
Giving back, I give back to my city it needs me
These beats complete me I never said that the grind would be easy
But I gotta do it, I gotta do it gotta keep pushin
Running to fame and fortune but they tryna mess up my footing
I gut these rappers I do em dirty for speaking down on my name
I'm at the bottom I'm hurting but I stay climbing
The snow is falling the wind is calling it takes my breath
If you ain't careful this cold world will make you freeze to death
Ironic even in the winter man the block is hot
Them cherries and berries rollin up in the neighbors spot
I seen it all, bout 10 squad cars on the street
It made me think about the person that I wanna be
This life a game and I'm just tryna play along
So we just gon kill these verses and go in on every song
Till we're gone
Yeah
Till we're gone...