Check it out, it's the end of the The end being of years ago when I first started rapping All I to do was make shit Get it to people; see what thought And see how felt about it, get my props or whatever Now the end of that now I gotta do in-stores, photo shoots, interviews (You come over here!) the head with the fucking reps, man And now like, it's not about you and me anymore My job is to get it to the people, not the who diss me But the people who are feeling me, you the for your life (For you)
1] Now when I came to the game I was wet behind the All I had was some raps that I y'all to hear Straight low budget I was underground it You I gave a fuck about a publicist? (NO!) You think I gave a fuck if you this shit? (NO!) Now the industry is runnin' this shit (What?) The industry is runnin' this shit (Oh!) Now what that is my crew wants a street team My crew wants a video so can be seen And that was my dream I was pre-teen But as I got and the world got colder Reality swooped and put the over Now I'm content with the of words Realize the importance is being heard By fans who love you and you love And honestly it's that moves this pen
2X] It's me! about you!
2] Now what I'm trying to say is fuck a man I just make music and get it in your hands All the bullshit in is senseless Just to get to you I gotta hop a few Interviews, record pools, managers, fools Lawyers, logos, contracts, promos, Conference, contracts, constant The psycho's cycle me out I just wanna rock the mic and turn the out Earn a little clout the butter in my mouth But all the and bullshit make me wanna shout (MOTHERFUCKER!! under his voice*) So an unintelligible rebel a flow So if y'all step to my level then fa'sho go, strap bombs, lap on, kick com Do what you wanna do 'cause it's all you 2X]
3] Look, I don't do it for my I do it for myself And the moment you this up up off the shelf See, you me and that means a lot Work for your money and this is what you bought expert so far my best work Is yet to be seen, but I'm to the green With a in my hand spreadin' butter over bland Was just another fan, now I'm to the plot Not I'm the man 'cause I have what I got you can lose it all in just one shot But like I said I'm on the green staying to earth L.A. is the set, MidTown's the But I'm speaking to the when I pound this verse Right this mic into your ears Took less a second for me to get here So your fears, and peep this here
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By the way, Kinney get thicka for a nigga, c'mon
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