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Yea, Whatcha thinkin' I must've quit
'Cause I can't find a f*ck to give
I'm done just admit
Was in a rush with a gust of wind
And stuffed up a bit
f*cked up, well I must've been
It must've been the drugs I binged
I felt stuck in the mud, can you trust the kid?
No luck, but I love this shit
I got the lust to win
So trust us, I'll become the king
Either that or I'll break the crown
Can't say that I'm safe and sound
So make way for when I take it down
And take aim at the fakes around
'Cause they hate but they play my sound
Nah, I don't wanna hear no frontin'
Smoke so much that my lungs won't function
Dumb cunt, but I bet I must know somethin'
Bars spittin' a bar, but nah no luck then
Still everybody wanna cuss me
Am I just a f*ckwit? well I guess I must be
Never done shit but I wanna get it, trust me
I'm hungry, gonna be the best in this country
Got so many flows at the moment
'Cause I get stoned and I mope on my lonesome
And grow with emotions, ova and ova
My bros think I'm copin' but really I'm broken
So I stick to myself now
Think it'll help 'til I flip with the meltdown
Tripped and I fell, wow
Thinkin' I'm swell but I'm hell bound
And I'm held down by my self doubt
Needin' the help but the world's foul
Who should I tell how?
You can tell, that I fell
Had a spell, never felt proud
But I'm well 'cause I've held ground
Yell loud 'til I can't let nothin' else out

So I need a pen, pad and a beat
Fell to the mat but I'm back to my feet
Could have sat in defeat
I was lackin' the passion to rap
You could see through the cracks in my teeth
When I spat, that'll mean that I'm trapped in a dream
Thinkin' I made it, imagine the scene
Where I'm actually takin' the majesty clean
Then I'm back in my team
Kickin' back with the queen
Nah

When I'm comin' up better watch out
When I'm comin' up better watch out
Not gonna f*ck it up, not gonna run amok cunt
When I'm comin' up better watch out
When I'm comin' up better watch out
When I'm comin' up better watch out
When I'm comin' up
When I'm comin' up better watchout

P-P-Pickin' my brain apart
Wishin' to envision what is hidden within
Wishin I figured what triggered my decision to sin
Lick of the liquor, my livers gettin' sick of the gin
Like just a sip of a drink, then click, shit I begin
Then I trip into a prick from the drip of a tin
But I think I should spit, its the bitterest thing
I can see the light flickering, like isn't it dim
I think I picture it grim
I just need to rest I bet
I just need a breath of fresh
I'm just stressed I guess
I just need to get ahead but we're neck and neck
It's just a mess, my legs are wrecked, get set
But Ill press 'til your record's set
And I'm up all night, never rest 'til my heads a mess
And my body's shutdown like a Skepta set
Left for dead, as the best get best
But I don't think a foe would motivate me
When I know that my flow can choke the fake scene
I'm alone, only smoking cones it may seem
But I know that I'll overthrow your regime
One day, yo, I hope I'm sober, stay clean
No joke, look I'm so devoted, chase dreams
Let the moment soak in, they see
Won't blow if there's no emotion, they leave
Most of 'em mow the dope that they fiend
And toke as they please, its only day three
"Oh no, could have overdosed, don't take teens"
So close, like "look no, I'm suppose to take these"
Been low but they slowly grow to break free
They go to wake, cope, and poster say cheese
But know they crave heaps
It's never over, no, the pains deep and so the fate creeps

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