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Face the Facts (pilot)
by
Falak
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Face the facts my n***a we not the same level I’m looking at these rappers chains yall got the same pebble I want more than what I got I can’t remain settled These n***as stay up on the pot they like the same kettle I’m the hottest in my motherf**king grade level The state devil, antihero of the friend group They wanna kill me off alone y’all gotta send troops I could beef but I got business to attend to Drake smooth Now I can see how all the snakes move I’ll take 2 Beat a n***a take his fake shoes I’ll state move And still be king like Blake do I’ll break groove And do my own thing shake roofs Y’all are a witness to the greatest Run like fitness not the straightest I got a business I’m the latest Spitting writtens is my basis I will not stop till I’m diseased They said my bars had been decreased And all my people been policed While the rich just get obese Lemme stop it I don’t wanna darken the tone But if they want smoke I might have to carbon the zone I’m so different man I feel like a Martian not home A flower boy man I feel like a garden that’s grown Rockstar Status man that’s just what i’m feeling like Popstar acting man i’m high up like the ceiling lights Don’t come talking bout the old me i’m over it I set the bar high, these n***as tried to lower it Off the top like a motherf**king bad barber I'm on a whole other level yall just act smarter Carrying the game so much that i got bad posture If all these n***as is my sons then I'm a wack father I rap harder boy You busy smacking daughters boy Domesti-buse on the beat ‘cause i’m too nice F**k a bad b*t*h n***a i need 2 wives Keep the circle small n***a look up at the crew size Damn b*t*h i’m too wise Yeah the kid is back like he never left I’m the hottest out and no ones better yet I’ll ignore yo b*t*h like we never met They begging for my spot but they will never get it Recalling all the times they said i’d flop i don’t forget sh*t And to all the people who just left u gon regret it You get cropped up out the frame like a edit Don’t say it twice if i meant it then i said it Hottest n***a since the tube socks I’m the only n***a making moons rock Cartoon bars yeah a n***a getting animated I was alone with my thoughts they got contaminated Beat drops, and it’s RIP to SpeakKnockz Beatbox and flee spots That’s what it was growing up 17 and i’m never pouring up Growing up i’m poor enough I don’t know what i’m storing up (I'm gone) Face the facts boy i’m staying at the top spot I stay connected to yo hoe like i’m a hotspot Feel like Snoop Dogg ‘cause everything i drops hot I’m whipping up i’m in the motherf**king crockpot I’m on my Rockstar sh*t b*t*h i feel like i made GTA Five Stinging like a Bee i got a motherf**king hive And the party isn’t lit until the tablecloth arrives B*t*h my name is YTC i’m here to f**king thrive
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