Ready, steady, aim
I'm sick of the people who playing these games
A knife in my back, I deal with the pain
Why does everyone plot on my name?
I'm living different y'all looking the same
I must be a target for people to blame
You live for the people and I'm unashamed
I gotta take breaks, I'm playing with flames
I was gone for a bit but I'm back for y'all
Gotta do great things, can you pass it on
They say I'm only 18, can't rap at all
I might trip and fall, but I don't mind at all
The only pill that I pop is Tylenol
No drugs, motivation what I've been on
Can't change, never will, maybe I was wrong?
First song, ironic, cause I was gone
Yeah, That's how I'm living
Don't want a porsche, I'm keeping my civic
Zero to sixty, now give it a minute
I'm keeping a pace in the race till I'm winning
I'm doing my thing
I got autotune when I sing
Will I kill the beat, whatchu think?
Rap is a game, I'm taking a swing
I gotta wake up, my life is a dream
Run up my checks
Tell everybody I'm coming up next
Tell every one that I'm trying my best
If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress
You taking your shots, I put on my vest
Doing my job, I clean up yo mess
Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set
I'm tryna figure out what's coming next?
What's coming next?
I been tryna make moves so I gotta stay focused
Can't stay close if you got other motives
Gotta keep going, can't be hopeless
I gotta prove what I say when I show it
This my endeavor
Back on the mic I go harder than ever
Never content so I gotta get better
I'm giving my all when I put in my effort
People be posting on SoundCloud, but they can't even rap
Then they want money for features, after you blew out my speakers?
Yeah, I can't be messing with that
You're calling that rap?
I'm calling it trash
Put on your song and I laugh
I'm sick of the people who tell me
Where I need to go when they don't even know where I'm at
Run it right back
You are not hearing this
I am not hear for it
Grabbing the wheel of my life and I'm steering it
I don't even care for the people who live for appearances
Look in the mirror kid
You're not the greatest
And Ima look back if I make it
I'm thanking the people who messed with my drive
Because now I know where to take it
Yeah, this is ain't no facade, I live for my God
I cannot neglect the price I was bought
At the end of my life he's all that I got
Forgetting the people who tell me to stop
I'm cleaning the game, I move with a mop
I got all my brothers, I move with a mob
I'm king of the hill, I fight at the top
And I ain't gone quit till the day that I drop
Run up my checks
Tell everybody I'm coming up next
Tell every one that I'm trying my best
If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress
You taking your shots, I put on my vest
Doing my job, I clean up yo mess
Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set
I'm tryna figure out what's coming next?
What's coming next?
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Ready, steady, aim
I'm sick of the people who playing these games
A knife in my back, I deal with the pain
Why does everyone plot on my name?
I'm living different y'all looking the same
I must be a target for people to blame
You live for the people and I'm unashamed
I gotta take breaks, I'm playing with flames
I was gone for a bit but I'm back for y'all
Gotta do great things, can you pass it on
They say I'm only 18, can't rap at all
I might trip and fall, but I don't mind at all
The only pill that I pop is Tylenol
No drugs, motivation what I've been on
Can't change, never will, maybe I was wrong?
First song, ironic, cause I was gone
Yeah, That's how I'm living
Don't want a porsche, I'm keeping my civic
Zero to sixty, now give it a minute
I'm keeping a pace in the race till I'm winning
I'm doing my thing
I got autotune when I sing
Will I kill the beat, whatchu think?
Rap is a game, I'm taking a swing
I gotta wake up, my life is a dream
Run up my checks
Tell everybody I'm coming up next
Tell every one that I'm trying my best
If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress
You taking your shots, I put on my vest
Doing my job, I clean up yo mess
Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set
I'm tryna figure out what's coming next?
What's coming next?
I been tryna make moves so I gotta stay focused
Can't stay close if you got other motives
Gotta keep going, can't be hopeless
I gotta prove what I say when I show it
This my endeavor
Back on the mic I go harder than ever
Never content so I gotta get better
I'm giving my all when I put in my effort
People be posting on SoundCloud, but they can't even rap
Then they want money for features, after you blew out my speakers?
Yeah, I can't be messing with that
You're calling that rap?
I'm calling it trash
Put on your song and I laugh
I'm sick of the people who tell me
Where I need to go when they don't even know where I'm at
Run it right back
You are not hearing this
I am not hear for it
Grabbing the wheel of my life and I'm steering it
I don't even care for the people who live for appearances
Look in the mirror kid
You're not the greatest
And Ima look back if I make it
I'm thanking the people who messed with my drive
Because now I know where to take it
Yeah, this is ain't no facade, I live for my God
I cannot neglect the price I was bought
At the end of my life he's all that I got
Forgetting the people who tell me to stop
I'm cleaning the game, I move with a mop
I got all my brothers, I move with a mob
I'm king of the hill, I fight at the top
And I ain't gone quit till the day that I drop
Run up my checks
Tell everybody I'm coming up next
Tell every one that I'm trying my best
If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress
You taking your shots, I put on my vest
Doing my job, I clean up yo mess
Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set
I'm tryna figure out what's coming next?
What's coming next?
I'm sick of the people who playing these games
A knife in my back, I deal with the pain
Why does everyone plot on my name?
I'm living different y'all looking the same
I must be a target for people to blame
You live for the people and I'm unashamed
I gotta take breaks, I'm playing with flames
I was gone for a bit but I'm back for y'all
Gotta do great things, can you pass it on
They say I'm only 18, can't rap at all
I might trip and fall, but I don't mind at all
The only pill that I pop is Tylenol
No drugs, motivation what I've been on
Can't change, never will, maybe I was wrong?
First song, ironic, cause I was gone
Yeah, That's how I'm living
Don't want a porsche, I'm keeping my civic
Zero to sixty, now give it a minute
I'm keeping a pace in the race till I'm winning
I'm doing my thing
I got autotune when I sing
Will I kill the beat, whatchu think?
Rap is a game, I'm taking a swing
I gotta wake up, my life is a dream
Run up my checks
Tell everybody I'm coming up next
Tell every one that I'm trying my best
If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress
You taking your shots, I put on my vest
Doing my job, I clean up yo mess
Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set
I'm tryna figure out what's coming next?
What's coming next?
I been tryna make moves so I gotta stay focused
Can't stay close if you got other motives
Gotta keep going, can't be hopeless
I gotta prove what I say when I show it
This my endeavor
Back on the mic I go harder than ever
Never content so I gotta get better
I'm giving my all when I put in my effort
People be posting on SoundCloud, but they can't even rap
Then they want money for features, after you blew out my speakers?
Yeah, I can't be messing with that
You're calling that rap?
I'm calling it trash
Put on your song and I laugh
I'm sick of the people who tell me
Where I need to go when they don't even know where I'm at
Run it right back
You are not hearing this
I am not hear for it
Grabbing the wheel of my life and I'm steering it
I don't even care for the people who live for appearances
Look in the mirror kid
You're not the greatest
And Ima look back if I make it
I'm thanking the people who messed with my drive
Because now I know where to take it
Yeah, this is ain't no facade, I live for my God
I cannot neglect the price I was bought
At the end of my life he's all that I got
Forgetting the people who tell me to stop
I'm cleaning the game, I move with a mop
I got all my brothers, I move with a mob
I'm king of the hill, I fight at the top
And I ain't gone quit till the day that I drop
Run up my checks
Tell everybody I'm coming up next
Tell every one that I'm trying my best
If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress
You taking your shots, I put on my vest
Doing my job, I clean up yo mess
Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set
I'm tryna figure out what's coming next?
What's coming next?
Writer: Matthew Vrana
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid