This is so hard man, I cna't even tell you how I'm feeling rigth now
This is the only way I can let my self go yo
I'm so motivated rigth now, I'm feeling like writting an album in a row
With all and my words gonna hurt you without a bow
Hey John, are you hearing me man? can you even spit a damn word
Or you think you can shit a word, no
I just wrote a song for GunSlam, he was thankful as f*ck, but
What the f*ck man, now you're praying for me, are you threating me?
Then he said, hey bro here's a beat, spend that shit Vic
I just did it but this is not his, this my rap shit
So take a seat and listen up to me bitch
I'm gonna label this as advisory parental control
Will be so electrifying aroun 20k volts
I'm now on the floor finding out the right words
So my friends won't feel dissapointed of me, so
Shut the f*ck up and let me focus in here
Probably oscar won't like it but at least I did it, yeah I release it
Damn, are you proud of me ma'?
Not as much as my grandma'
I'm writing lyrics you ain't even could
That's why I'll be famous in the whole hood
I can't even improvise a shit, how Imma supouse to spit it
I can hold it, I can squeeze it
What up man? you just spit me a secret that you're just a faggot
But man, that's not a secret, that's just a probability that you're a posibility a part of your personality
Listen to me now, I'm afraid at 20 I'll be looking for a babysitter
Four f*cking years in a f*ckin' jailcell waiting for what? all the good shit that they told about me? No
Maybe this is for my future, maybe I will get a lot of culture, but not all right, no
Where the f*ck is all the people who always told me that I ain't gonna be anybody?
Well, a lot of assholes they were, tho'
Listen to me, now I'm here speaking shit in spotify, itunes
All that shit, all the platforms that you can't even imagine me
Maybe I can't sing but I can rap so f*ck trap, that's gonna make me sick dad
This fifth haven't even started yet and I'm beginning to feel like was flying in a f*cking jet so yes
I better take a rocket ant stay as far as I can
I'm reckles, I'm freckles, I'm waiting for my views getting at the top 10
But what the f*ck I'm gonna be at the billboard 10?
Maybe 100, maybe 200 or maybe in a thousand years gonna be the greatest yeah
To mad to my parents (why) 'cuz they did'nt gave me the support that I wanted (why)
I don't know why the f*ck they didn't want me to be a rapper, no
I just wanna, the f*cking empresary they just ever wanted
So f*ck this shit man, I'm gonna be whatever I want
I'm a grown up, everything I do it's right
I don't care who's here, who's leaving, who's hearing, I don't care who is singing
F*ck this shit I'm singing this rap once again and once again till you get tired
I'm gonna get a throat on my knot
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This is so hard man, I cna't even tell you how I'm feeling rigth now
This is the only way I can let my self go yo
I'm so motivated rigth now, I'm feeling like writting an album in a row
With all and my words gonna hurt you without a bow
Hey John, are you hearing me man? can you even spit a damn word
Or you think you can shit a word, no
I just wrote a song for GunSlam, he was thankful as f*ck, but
What the f*ck man, now you're praying for me, are you threating me?
Then he said, hey bro here's a beat, spend that shit Vic
I just did it but this is not his, this my rap shit
So take a seat and listen up to me bitch
I'm gonna label this as advisory parental control
Will be so electrifying aroun 20k volts
I'm now on the floor finding out the right words
So my friends won't feel dissapointed of me, so
Shut the f*ck up and let me focus in here
Probably oscar won't like it but at least I did it, yeah I release it
Damn, are you proud of me ma'?
Not as much as my grandma'
I'm writing lyrics you ain't even could
That's why I'll be famous in the whole hood
I can't even improvise a shit, how Imma supouse to spit it
I can hold it, I can squeeze it
What up man? you just spit me a secret that you're just a faggot
But man, that's not a secret, that's just a probability that you're a posibility a part of your personality
Listen to me now, I'm afraid at 20 I'll be looking for a babysitter
Four f*cking years in a f*ckin' jailcell waiting for what? all the good shit that they told about me? No
Maybe this is for my future, maybe I will get a lot of culture, but not all right, no
Where the f*ck is all the people who always told me that I ain't gonna be anybody?
Well, a lot of assholes they were, tho'
Listen to me, now I'm here speaking shit in spotify, itunes
All that shit, all the platforms that you can't even imagine me
Maybe I can't sing but I can rap so f*ck trap, that's gonna make me sick dad
This fifth haven't even started yet and I'm beginning to feel like was flying in a f*cking jet so yes
I better take a rocket ant stay as far as I can
I'm reckles, I'm freckles, I'm waiting for my views getting at the top 10
But what the f*ck I'm gonna be at the billboard 10?
Maybe 100, maybe 200 or maybe in a thousand years gonna be the greatest yeah
To mad to my parents (why) 'cuz they did'nt gave me the support that I wanted (why)
I don't know why the f*ck they didn't want me to be a rapper, no
I just wanna, the f*cking empresary they just ever wanted
So f*ck this shit man, I'm gonna be whatever I want
I'm a grown up, everything I do it's right
I don't care who's here, who's leaving, who's hearing, I don't care who is singing
F*ck this shit I'm singing this rap once again and once again till you get tired
I'm gonna get a throat on my knot
This is the only way I can let my self go yo
I'm so motivated rigth now, I'm feeling like writting an album in a row
With all and my words gonna hurt you without a bow
Hey John, are you hearing me man? can you even spit a damn word
Or you think you can shit a word, no
I just wrote a song for GunSlam, he was thankful as f*ck, but
What the f*ck man, now you're praying for me, are you threating me?
Then he said, hey bro here's a beat, spend that shit Vic
I just did it but this is not his, this my rap shit
So take a seat and listen up to me bitch
I'm gonna label this as advisory parental control
Will be so electrifying aroun 20k volts
I'm now on the floor finding out the right words
So my friends won't feel dissapointed of me, so
Shut the f*ck up and let me focus in here
Probably oscar won't like it but at least I did it, yeah I release it
Damn, are you proud of me ma'?
Not as much as my grandma'
I'm writing lyrics you ain't even could
That's why I'll be famous in the whole hood
I can't even improvise a shit, how Imma supouse to spit it
I can hold it, I can squeeze it
What up man? you just spit me a secret that you're just a faggot
But man, that's not a secret, that's just a probability that you're a posibility a part of your personality
Listen to me now, I'm afraid at 20 I'll be looking for a babysitter
Four f*cking years in a f*ckin' jailcell waiting for what? all the good shit that they told about me? No
Maybe this is for my future, maybe I will get a lot of culture, but not all right, no
Where the f*ck is all the people who always told me that I ain't gonna be anybody?
Well, a lot of assholes they were, tho'
Listen to me, now I'm here speaking shit in spotify, itunes
All that shit, all the platforms that you can't even imagine me
Maybe I can't sing but I can rap so f*ck trap, that's gonna make me sick dad
This fifth haven't even started yet and I'm beginning to feel like was flying in a f*cking jet so yes
I better take a rocket ant stay as far as I can
I'm reckles, I'm freckles, I'm waiting for my views getting at the top 10
But what the f*ck I'm gonna be at the billboard 10?
Maybe 100, maybe 200 or maybe in a thousand years gonna be the greatest yeah
To mad to my parents (why) 'cuz they did'nt gave me the support that I wanted (why)
I don't know why the f*ck they didn't want me to be a rapper, no
I just wanna, the f*cking empresary they just ever wanted
So f*ck this shit man, I'm gonna be whatever I want
I'm a grown up, everything I do it's right
I don't care who's here, who's leaving, who's hearing, I don't care who is singing
F*ck this shit I'm singing this rap once again and once again till you get tired
I'm gonna get a throat on my knot
Writer: Victor Navarro
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