Tm47 - MorningStar Lyrics

Only rapper making hits with a 5 dollar budget
But don't underestimate my talent, I hold grudges
F*ck the tip top i'm reaching higher than the summit
In a year MorningStar guaranteed to f*cking run it
Feeling like I'm god but I've fallen way deeper
Scared the devil out and now I'm crowned raps reaper
Compared to me, every other artist sounds weaker
I can hear y'all pussies shudder as my goal becomes clearer
I let most of y'all live cause I love a challenge
But now see most of y'all can't even hold my chalice
Its unfavorable but f*ck it I can manage
With a snap of one finger make everything all balanced
I'm finding every reason to go off on a bitch rapper
Y'all ain't got bars like you claim, you all actors
All Y'all f*cking sus like creep pastors
Imma use this f*cking pen to make your ink splatter
My so called homies letting my wounds get redder
They ain't here for the real me they only here for the cheddar
It'll take a second to take y'all out my life forever
You just tryna have my bread, y'all hungry not clever
I'm only cutthroat I ain't like how they talking
Taunting my f*ckin name and making it sound toxic
Bet you'll feel the name even when I'm in the coffin
Cuz I'll f*ck the game so hard I'll never be forgotten
You lust for something greater than yourself
But you too scared to grab it so you yell out for some other help
You waited and waited and that spot was grabbed by someone else
Difference between us is that I'll make my own wealth
Blood sweat and tears, a recipe for disaster
Return of the Jedi, was once the learner now the master
They hate to see a star that's climbing raps ladder
But I'd rather win than fail it seems they prefer the latter
Killing rappers softly so they don't they feelings hurt
When they rebuttal they only make it worse
I hear them talking but it's not even a verse
I might as well just throw your career into an f*cking hearse
When I end mfs I swear its with no malice
But they think they untouchable in they glass palace
Thinking they millionaires before they even got the status
How can you be the best when you barely f*ckin practiced
I rip these rappers out of of they fantasyland
Can't get no where In this biz without blood on your hands
Get your head in the game not in inside the bands
Too focused on the wealth to even really know the fans
AZ don't know that i'm here i'm raps phantom
They barely know what's cooking when my wrath come
I'm holding every single f*cking career for ransom
It's about to get ugly like I can't do handsome