What They Claim

[Verse 1]

Yeah
Shit is still looking the same
Everything is going down the motherfucking drain
I am here playing the game
All you motherfuckers do is talk shit throw tantrums and motherfucking complain
You expect to get fame
Forgot about respect man your shit sound kinda lame
Flows never change
Its the same old same
I made my own choices now they say that I'm insane
I'm shooting for the stars I got that military aim
You fucked up with your rhymes now you have to take the blame
Fire with my shit light it up like a flame
Don't sleep on my work you will hear about my name
You sound kinda wack boy you should be ashamed
All these obstacles ain't nothing like your bitch I overcame
I never said that I'm good that's just what they claim

[Hook] X2

That is just what they claim
Yeah
Just what they claim
It is just what they claim
What do you do when they just fucking claim
That you can be the best if you work on your game

[Verse 2]

I work hard on my shit
Even though this is just a hobby
Trying to fucking get it
Probably join the Illuminati
Getting medicated
Rap Shit I embodied
Fucking educated
My notes you try to copy
You motherfuckers hate it
But I passed you like I'm Ricky Bobby
If I ever made it
Prolly move to Abu Dhabi
Cop a new Bugatti
Slick rick it out there
And then just La di fucking da di
Get a bad bitch
Ill be Clyde and she'll be Bonnie
Get fucked up at the crib
Sucking on me like a lolly whiles she's tripping on the Molly
She brought all of her friends
And they all look kinda naughty
This is what it'll be like that will be my fucking story
Tell all of my people about the days when I had glory
Can't even get on my lane I'm from a different category
I could make tracks for ever you ain't seen my inventory

[Hook] X2
That is just what they claim
Yeah
Just what they claim
It is just what they claim
What do you do when they just fucking claim
That you can be the best if you work on your game