LAMBO MOUTH (feat. Steven Savage) Video (MV)

I wanna be the best in the world, but I can't
When I got all the stress in the world on my head
All you wanna do is flex
Talk mess with your Lambo mouth
Coming for your neck
I feel like Rambo now, yeah
I been going through it for like 5 years
I ain't wanna do it, but I'm right here
I hope you gonna move, don't wanna fight here
Luci pressing on me, I'm just tryna fight tears
I broke down about a week ago
I feel unloved by the King
Man, the reaper came close
But I'm Rocky in the ring
Got my dad in the corner and He rubbing on my shoulders
Said "boy, I got your back through anything"
And I've been praying the hardest I ever have
I'm doing many laps
Trying to evade the epitaph
I'm kinda sick of you rappers that's in it for fame
And not for the love of the many raps
Don't need your pity raps
Don't need your mumbles and litty raps
I just want my city back on the map
Tryna make music to emulate that
But every time that I write I feel like it's not enough
Got my family showing love
Got the crowds showing up
But as loud as their voices may be shouting, "yuh"
If I'm doing it for me, then it ain't worth none
So keep flexing on the gram
Flexing on the haters
Flexing on the man that told you you ain't nothing
I'ma keep my blessings in hand
Pass 'em out, man
Jesus ain't die so I can keep stressing
I cannot believe that He love me like that
I cannot believe that He love me like that
Spent so long writing dope songs
Writing quotes down
Thinking it was right, but it was so wrong
So lost
Man I'm glad that I found where my worth at
Christ, not the ice, not the hunnies that I chirp at
I'ma call it out when I see it, no cap
Stop caring bout the Earth stuff, that ain't gon' last
I wanna be the best in the world, but I can't
When I got all the stress in the world on my head
All you wanna do is flex
Talk mess with your Lambo mouth
Coming for your neck
I feel like Rambo now, yeah
I got this inner urge that wants to be great
But not just do it, gotta prove it, pics or it is fake
I want my cake and eat it too
Got hit out of the blue
And realized that God controls my fate, not me or you
I can spend my whole career writing about some gains
And I can talk about myself, my accomplishments, and my name
But that don't help the person fighting through pain
That person is me, eventually we all feel shame
I don't wanna talk about me and miss freedom
I don't wanna talk about me and miss healing
I don't wanna talk about me and miss Jesus
I know all of these things all mean the same thing, yeah
I know up in my mind
I get a little me time
And so suddenly I find
That I just care about what's mine
I never wanna be the one to turn my back on people
I'd rather their attention go to Jesus and the steeple
I want to be remembered as someone who cares
Not just say it, but show it
That I am there
I want to make those that I love be proud of me
I guess in the end I wanna be a
A living missionary
A loving visionary
My life is momentary
That's why it's necessary
To show them Jehovah that loves them most
His love is an ocean where we can float
I can't be so jealous to only gloat
I gotta show Jesus to everyone
To everyone
I gotta show Jesus to everyone
I wanna be the best in the world, but I can't
When I got all the stress in the world on my head
All you wanna do is flex
Talk mess with your Lambo mouth
Coming for your neck
I feel like Rambo now, yeah