作曲 : Liam Jones Ain't got the patience for limitations I ain't sittin waiting im runnin through A lot of statements more conversations, always with my name in Am I suttin to you? If im top placement from in the basement and you're still hating Im hunting you I got my pages they lookin dangerous my pens behaviour is ****ing loose That's nothing new Im comin through, bussin tunes Thank god I aint stuck wid you Not one thing you do Never making a move Just contemplating, debating Wether or not to break in your own shoes So don't tell me how to walk in mine My tread clean, my soul comfy when im walking They fit just fine, b*tch they're mine My footsteps shine You can folllow but always be 2 steps behind Clueless to find yourself In the shadow my limelight You should abide by, what I ryhme alright Coz i write all night This a huge investment of time But I see blessings on the horizon They're stresssin with reasons to fight em But aint messin with me when the mics on That might be the smartest thing you've ever done Hit you with 64 shots like a bizon You might come back from the dead like rising I slap on the extended clip got 84 more 1 tap to ya head now youre ended b*tch thats writing Shits inspiring, im just vibing But i'll get violent With a pen I'll use a papermate to carve off your head Then like a brain surgeon I'll take your brain from your person Lay it out on the table and you wont be dead Then ill engrave without hurting My own bars displayed in cursive Place it back inside so when you come back n try Dissing you'll be spitting my sh*t instead Maybe then you'll have a chance I was spitting so much heat through my blue snowball I caused an avalanche But im still heading for the top of the mountain Anyone encountered i'll take em down with My special set of skills call that my rappertiore Don't come back for more That's a deathwish I dont rest ill get sh*t hectic Only expect the best when im seshin I just press my pen and impress them Its a blessing No questioning Im next to win Watch my steps Tick my checks On my quest within No contest in this context I got content with concepts Im on a constant win conscience I bin wanting this long since I was a young kid just hoping Now i got things in motion Now im hunting and scoping Bob lee would prob lee want me Lookiing over his home Im such a pro with the flow Cooking explosives with vocals I ****ing spoke and time froze Im like a minuteman Give me a minute and I'll show you im local but with big demand Ill go global n cut you out like edward scissorhands Yea u bin a fan I'll show you writtens plans Now youre literal stans Cant wait to see you at my shows sitting in the stands Hittin your hands like "i knew that mans" I got longevity planned And the right remedy Never let em in an enemys hands Got songs like 70 planned Safe to say i can supply for the heavy demand I could write in my sleep I got rhymes and a scheme N the wildest of dreams Ive arrived on the scene Im polite when we meet Impolite on a beat Grim to fight On the mic Its alright If you shy away from the beef Imma fly away from these streets Looking out at the sky from the plane Turn to the pad to paint my pain The clouds are my grief and i just want it to rain Looking out at the sky from the plane Working like mad to make a name These sounds are my grief and i just want you to hit play Switch face Mix tapes Big stakes I got that Switch spaces Hit stages in Big places Im on that Diss fake shit Mistake when You display this I want big payslips Impatience Won't make this Flip hate shit Embrace it Keep chasing Relay this to remain in the right mind space this sh*ts crazy I write my mind space their sh*ts lazy I'll be climbing and pacing thats it daily Gimmie a time and a place n i'll have sh*t waiting This fake b*tch hating 1 rhyme 1 pace his sh*t basic 1 guy 2 faces so I tell you twice Im too nice with it Where the f*ck were you aiming?编辑于2023/12/10更新