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Joshua Dylan Wimsatt
Joshua Dylan Wimsatt
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Paul Jarvis
Paul Jarvis
Songwriter
Eddie Wellz
Eddie Wellz
Songwriter
Adam Ramey
Adam Ramey
Songwriter

Lyrics

Lot of pain, but I've seen a lot of gains Why they sleeping on me this is not a dream? Started buzzing as a youngin' I don't gotta drink I'll never change from the cradle to the mausoleum I don't want nobody trying to tell me how to run shit It ain't hard to find me but I'm not the one to fuck with I keep making moves while these bitches make assumptions I ain't done yet I ain't done yet Every artist that dissed me once told me I'm the greatest (facts) These rappers going through phases Why these locals acting like A-list? Let's get it Been a long time coming, I was only 13 spent a long time drumming Then I opened up for Joyner and along came Jrumma Spit with a Tech N9ne just over the summer All these record labels trying to pull a Jess Dunham White man talking through these artists like a puppet Fuck it Guess I gotta keep it independent Life's short, can't nobody tell me how to live it I don't really fuck with my local scene because I don't really trust anyone but me Let em' talk cause I'm everything they hope to be While they walk on a boulevard of broken dreams I done wrote disses on all of these bitches I'm proud of myself for not putting them out All of em' wishing I'd give em' attention but why in the fuck would I hand em' my clout? Going right back to my bullshit with these fast raps and these sad songs Waiting for the day I can say that "I finally made it" when Dad calls I've shared the stage with my idols, almost took my life in those same nights Shit ain't right Same demons Different day Same fight So pardon me when I feel myself Bask in the glory I've built myself Y'all probably wishing I'd kill myself Fuck em' I ain't done yet Lot of pain, but I've seen a lot of gains Why they sleeping on me this is not a dream? Started buzzing as a youngin' I don't gotta drink I'll never change from the cradle to the mausoleum I don't want nobody trying to tell me how to run shit It ain't hard to find me but I'm not the one to fuck with I keep making moves while these bitches make assumptions I ain't done yet I ain't done yet Bounce right back like basketball before I'm done wit it Not dumb witted but I'm liable to go dumb wit' it Thick skin you too frail Now my name it rings big bells Poppin off like a automatic with the Cloyster I got big shells And I spit fire like Flareon and my thicc ting she super hot Hit the gas like I'm transporter baby tryna hop inside the coup or not? I been killin the game like shinobi, I'm always runnin it up like I'm Yoshi See I am legend my nigga that's Will smith I ain't poppin no pills I just peel shit, that's real shit We in that cool whip Master chief with a full clip Hella haters I don't trip I annihilate em Hell spawn ima violate em Let me bring it all back right quick Baby you know that I rap like this Smokin the pack and I act like this Oh my God! Trap metal king Tell em to kneel and kiss on the ring Stretch limousine Hop out the car with the drip on the scene Nobody stopping us Why do you think they all copy us Best out of seven we send em to heaven and kill like a snake on the day that we met em Lot of pain, but I've seen a lot of gains Why they sleeping on me this is not a dream? Started buzzing as a youngin' I don't gotta drink I'll never change from the cradle to the mausoleum I don't want nobody trying to tell me how to run shit It ain't hard to find me but I'm not the one to fuck with I keep making moves while these bitches make assumptions I ain't done yet I ain't done yet
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