[Tech 1] Im humble because I know what it feels to be at the bottom and have nobody No Fans, no believing in ya Now at Me I was down on the ground nobody in my town said my sound was a hobby Now that Im crowned theyre and oddly They try and around now Im somebody finger in the air With a hope and a I this Never had no then my daughter hit was a get up and hustle nigga starter kit Hard to spit, bars to get, at when its, not marketed Youre far from it, dark and your quit barking, you wishing for the spark to get heart in your art a bit But they doubted me cause Im like em, never knew how to be Stylistically foul, and hes proud to be and hes Thinking now is time to get the crowd Now people him, its wow peep his salary Way back I was feeling defeated When inspiration, motivation, was At the pace to be great, I've All of expectations you fakers can eat it This my world, this my All the shit is coming out of my brain is my girl, music is my dame If you can get it I'mma it P.I. mane Why not share the Scared I Would get the people liking me and wouldn't dare to buy shit Try to told ya before my flow sick Milli sold on the with my whole clique Everybody listen in to Tech's In the with MGK sex twirling to the top Never did Now we got it its fuck the then The in the past On my ass come around like my ex-girlfriends
For the I, Gooo For that I, Gooo To the top I, Screaming fuck the (fuck the world) mother fuck the world Fuck the (fuck the world) mother fuck the world And thats How I feel in a city where the weak men die whatever we gotta do to survive to the sky Middle finger up Scream the world (fuck the world) Screaming mother fuck the the world (fuck the world) Screaming mother the world
2] I remember thinking I rather die Than go through what I was going when I was struggling to survive Full of and Im ready to ride No over triumph and I am a Lion I gotta try of drama, I was feeling like a failure Fiending for the industry again, I was living in Doing odd seeing me Traveling to work, in forth, on the bus Yeah, I was up But I got it for yall Spit venomous lyrics cause I was to ball Started Po Pimpin on everybody and certain motherfuckers that 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 somebody when they speak and they might be on that So sometimes its, em I dont even botha And who knows whats next but three angels dreams Hailing the Mid-West, as we spread our wings All of us striving to surf over the Creating us a vision would be stunning When we to Earth and your city and do a show You would get to see from miles come running for Machine Gun Kelly And Tech and Twista get it in better bring something smelly We could it to another level, wherever you wanna go, everybody put they hands up Im ready on and get wild let loose Celebrate the that you made it and let me see you get buck You done been some shit But you did it cause you had the heart to throw the middle up
3] From the streets To the packed On the block, running from the cops, athletes Whoever would've imagined up Could've got me to the finish like track And everybodys hot, Im past heat And if I dont the fuel, dont gas me Its been a long coming Since 100 words and Mother fucker come me And these other rappers pen and pad it I was 13, a semi-automatic Anything we wanted then u know we gotta have it Dont nobody ever snitch, get pinched? You like magic carry tools like go-go gadget Leaving high school to an casket Now another baby in the stomach of his babys mother nevers gonna his daddy Whys the gotta lie to get money? Whys the federal gotta take from me? Why we fighting for another country? Have u seen my city mother we hungry! Representing for the of the map even though me and mine are coming from the bottom Why do all fall when it isn't autumn? Where would Pac be at if nobody would've shot Do u really think the Big would believe these guys? All these internet that the the media finds You wanna talk about Look in encyclopedia what is in it I bet u see mine Mother fucker this boy six foot three Heart bigger an SUV Lord knows I been hell and back Ducking and crack And I came out on t-o-p is for the kid who never had a father figure to depend on Spending school day being sent home like he doesn't know anybody Because the only thing he ever had on him was his So he picks a And he them on Every morning to get him through the day for an escape In the in the bass Thats the of MGK