[Tech 1] Im because I know what it feels like to be at the bottom and have nobody No Fans, no believing in ya Now at Me I was on the ground with nobody Some in my said my sound was a hobby Now that Im crowned theyre astounded and They try and come around now Im finger in the air With a hope and a I this Never had no money then my hit That was a get up and nigga starter kit Hard to spit, bars to get, at when its, not marketed Youre far from it, dark and your partner Really barking, you wishing for the to get heart in your art a bit But they doubted me cause Im like em, never knew how to be foul, and hes proud to be wild and hes Thinking now is to get the crowd shouting Now found him, its wow peep his salary Way back when I was feeling inspiration, motivation, was needed At the pace to be great, I've All of your you fakers can eat it my world, this my game All the wicked shit is coming out of my is my girl, music is my dame If you can get it keep it P.I. mane Why not the pie? Scared I get the people liking me and wouldn't dare to buy your shit Try to told ya before that my sick Milli sold on the with my whole clique Everybody listen in to Tech's In the with MGK Thick sex to the top Never did Now we got it its fuck the then The in the past On my ass Wanna come like my ex-girlfriends
For the I, Gooo For spot I, Gooo To the top I, fuck the world (fuck the world) Screaming fuck the world the world (fuck the world) Screaming mother fuck the And thats How I feel twenty-four-seven in a where the weak men die Doing whatever we gotta do to to the sky Middle up high fuck the world (fuck the world) Screaming mother the world Fuck the (fuck the world) Screaming mother the world
2] I remember I would rather die Than go through what I was going through I was struggling to survive Full of ambition and Im ready to No tragedy over triumph and I am a Lion I try Full of drama, I was like a failure for the industry again, I was living in disgust Doing odd Everybody me to work, back in forth, on the bus Yeah, I was up But I got it for yall Spit venomous lyrics cause I was ready to Started Po Pimpin on everybody and certain that want to get in my circle I tell em naw Cause I got to get money up in my anatomy, naturally, and I gotta be gradually to holla At when they speak and they might be on that bullshit So sometimes its, fuck em I even botha And who whats next but three angels chasing dreams Hailing from the Mid-West, as we our wings All of us to surf over the summit Creating us a vision that would be When we come to and your city and do a show You would get to see everybody from miles running for Machine Gun Kelly And Tech and Twista get it in better bring something smelly We take it to another level, wherever you wanna go, everybody put they hands up Im ready Come on and get let loose Celebrate the fact you made it and let me see you get buck You done been through some But you did it cause you had the to throw the middle finger up
3] From the streets To the seats On the block, running the cops, like athletes would've imagined lace up Could've got me to the finish like meets And when hot, Im past heat And if I dont need the fuel, gas me Its been a long time Since 100 and running Mother fucker come me And while other rappers pen and pad it I was 13, a semi-automatic Anything we ever wanted then u we gotta have it Dont nobody ever snitch, get pinched? You forget like carry tools like go-go gadget Leaving school to an open casket Now another in the stomach of his babys mother nevers gonna know his daddy Whys the gotta lie to get money? Whys the reserve gotta take from me? Why we even fighting for another Have u seen my city fucker we hungry! Representing for the middle of the map even though me and mine are from the bottom Why do all greats fall it isn't autumn? Where would Pac be at if nobody would've him? Do u really think the Notorious Big would believe guys? All these internet that the the media finds You wanna talk grind Look in encyclopedia what is in it I bet u see mine fucker this Kells Skinny boy six foot bigger than an SUV Lord knows I been hell and back Ducking jail and And I came out on t-o-p This is for the kid who never had a figure to depend on Spending every school day sent home Feeling like he know anybody Because the only he ever had on him was his headphones So he picks a And he turns on morning just to get him through the day Looking for an In the in the bass the story of MGK