[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 down on the ground with Some in my town said my sound was a Now that Im crowned astounded and oddly They try and come now Im somebody Middle in the air a hope and a prayer I this had no money then my daughter hit That was a get up and hustle starter kit Hard to spit, bars to get, at stars when its, not Youre far from it, dark and your quit Really barking, you wishing for the to get heart in your art a bit But doubted me cause Im nothing like em, never knew how to be Stylistically foul, and hes to be wild and hes Thinking now is time to get the shouting Now found him, its wow peep his salary Way back I was feeling defeated inspiration, motivation, was needed At the pace to be great, I've All of expectations you fakers can eat it This my world, my game All the wicked is coming out of my brain is my girl, music is my dame If you can get it I'mma keep it P.I. Why not share the that I Would get the liking me and wouldn't dare to buy your shit Try to told ya before my flow sick Milli on the road with my whole clique listen in to witness Tech's In the club MGK sex twirling to the top Never did Now we got it its fuck the world The in the past On my ass Wanna come around like my
For the block I, For that spot I, To the top I, Screaming fuck the (fuck the world) Screaming mother the world the world (fuck the world) Screaming mother the world And thats How I feel in a city where the weak men die Doing whatever we gotta do to to the sky Middle up high Scream fuck the (fuck the world) Screaming mother the world Fuck the (fuck the world) Screaming mother the world
2] I remember thinking I would die Than go through what I was going through when I was struggling to of ambition 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 again, I was living in disgust odd jobs Everybody me Traveling to work, in forth, on the bus Yeah, I was up But I got it together for Spit venomous lyrics cause I was to ball Started Po Pimpin on everybody and certain motherfuckers that want to get in my circle I em naw I got to get money up in my anatomy, naturally, and I gotta be gradually happy to holla At somebody they speak and they might be on that bullshit So its, fuck em I dont even botha And who whats next but three angels chasing dreams Hailing the Mid-West, as we spread our wings All of us to surf over the summit Creating us a vision that be stunning When we come to and your city and do a show You get to see everybody from miles come running for Machine Gun Kelly And Tech and Twista get it in better bring something smelly We could take it to another level, wherever you wanna go, everybody put they hands up Im 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 finger up
3] From the streets To the packed On the block, running from the cops, like would've imagined lace up Could've got me to the like track meets And when everybodys hot, Im past And if I dont the fuel, dont gas me Its been a long time Since 100 and running Mother come catch me And while other rappers pen and pad it I was 13, a semi-automatic we ever wanted then u know we gotta have it Dont nobody ever snitch, get pinched? You forget magic Kids carry tools go-go gadget Leaving high school to an open Now another baby in the stomach of his babys mother gonna know his daddy Whys the gotta lie to get money? Whys the federal reserve gotta take me? Why we even for another country? u seen my city mother fucker we hungry! Representing for the middle of the map even though me and mine are coming from the Why do all greats fall when it autumn? Where Pac be at if nobody would've shot him? Do u really think the Notorious Big would believe these All these thugs that the the media finds You talk about grind Look in what name is in it I bet u see mine Mother fucker this Skinny boy six foot bigger than an SUV Lord knows I been through hell and jail and crack And still I came out on This is for the kid who had a father figure to depend on Spending every school day being sent Feeling like he know anybody Because the thing he ever had on him was his headphones So he picks a And he turns on Every morning to get him through the day for an escape In the in the bass Thats the of MGK