Words from the wise
"Work your way up & put the hate down
You already know the game's tough"
I've been at it for the longest from the fake love, the haters & lately I've been getting support from lotta strangers
To get it done I had to save up
A broke artist sounding like I'm rich and famous
Imagine what could've happened if I gave up
You wouldn't hear a piece from the realist nigga today bruh
Last time I was begging niggas to lemme in
That time is over because now I'm really going in
Harder than before, smarter than before
I've got a sharp pen I've been waiting for y'all to start a war
Real name David
To me this pen is like a sword
Last name Great
Mama spoke it when her son was born
She said I cried a lot louder than a lions roar
You can hear hunger & passion right through my vocal cords
Been running the game but I barely break a sweat
I've got a lot of targets number 1 is securing the bag
I'm packing heat inside my mouth and it ain't hard to tell
I spit that fire cause my tongue's been itching just to give 'em hell
DeeRoy - Goin' in (Intro) Lyrics
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Words from the wise
"Work your way up & put the hate down
You already know the game's tough"
I've been at it for the longest from the fake love, the haters & lately I've been getting support from lotta strangers
To get it done I had to save up
A broke artist sounding like I'm rich and famous
Imagine what could've happened if I gave up
You wouldn't hear a piece from the realist nigga today bruh
Last time I was begging niggas to lemme in
That time is over because now I'm really going in
Harder than before, smarter than before
I've got a sharp pen I've been waiting for y'all to start a war
Real name David
To me this pen is like a sword
Last name Great
Mama spoke it when her son was born
She said I cried a lot louder than a lions roar
You can hear hunger & passion right through my vocal cords
Been running the game but I barely break a sweat
I've got a lot of targets number 1 is securing the bag
I'm packing heat inside my mouth and it ain't hard to tell
I spit that fire cause my tongue's been itching just to give 'em hell
"Work your way up & put the hate down
You already know the game's tough"
I've been at it for the longest from the fake love, the haters & lately I've been getting support from lotta strangers
To get it done I had to save up
A broke artist sounding like I'm rich and famous
Imagine what could've happened if I gave up
You wouldn't hear a piece from the realist nigga today bruh
Last time I was begging niggas to lemme in
That time is over because now I'm really going in
Harder than before, smarter than before
I've got a sharp pen I've been waiting for y'all to start a war
Real name David
To me this pen is like a sword
Last name Great
Mama spoke it when her son was born
She said I cried a lot louder than a lions roar
You can hear hunger & passion right through my vocal cords
Been running the game but I barely break a sweat
I've got a lot of targets number 1 is securing the bag
I'm packing heat inside my mouth and it ain't hard to tell
I spit that fire cause my tongue's been itching just to give 'em hell
Writer: David Mashaba
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