Looking for a stipend my drive is loaded
I think I can find it the more you know me
I just copped the right to extort my purpose
In a one track climate with no disturbance
All the same witcha you believe you source shit
Can't get your main witcha she don't need your bullshit
98 percent of all my flows are stolen
'Cause the greatest artists are the ones that notice
I get it going no I'm never turning it down
I'm finding my liking I strike indeterminates out and
If I'm all blood I'll be flooding the tourniquet route
I'm breaking the boundaries I'm faking this tournament out
Like why lil techie got a trendy flow
Because he reckons that it'd grant your trust
And he'll be there in a second
A deceiver needs his love
I think I should probably get my will off the carpet
College next year man the clock is alarming
Ain't no excuses no I do not give no pardons
And I'ma shoot a lot so I will hit my target
Brakence gonna move straight like a rook, vehement
Lead his favor wanna seize the paper
Like it's old news: "dead president"
Sincere no fake layer even though he out his element
He gotta lotta fear but won't stop
There, only care a little if he relevant
Looking for a stipend my drive is loaded
I think I can find it the more you know me
I just copped the right to extort my purpose
In a one track climate with no disturbance
All the same witcha you believe you source shit
Can't get your main witcha she don't need your bullshit
98 percent of all my flows are stolen
'Cause the greatest artists are the ones that notice
I caught you dreaming
You're soon to adopt how you find your meaning
I break my ceiling
I'm a lot, head's hot but the baby freezing
That's on my hearing
Still why would they love me I'm way past my season
For the time being
I will not give a fuck I don't need no reasons
They said make the best of your carbon print
Get your work up do ya want all this baby
You can't just ponder bliss
Your vices control you the common shit baby
Gated path look like a hyphen
Brakence got talent but he ain't no item
Lazy ass nerd bouta get to his writing
Don't scrape that slack 'cause he just got a license
What are you tense for
What's the reason you got manners
What do you stand for
Look at me I need an answer
Know you a man for them,
Give your baby a little gander
Why the fuck can't you advance demands
With all these people tryna manage you
This ain't no message it's assault in on your senses
Find out who you are
And if I ever catch you lacking I'm gonna tell myself I failed
This is nothing
You haven't seen nothing yet
Looking for a stipend my drive is loaded
I think I can find it the more you know me
I just copped the right to extort my purpose
In a one track climate with no disturbance
All the same witcha you believe you source shit
Can't get your main witcha she don't need your bullshit
98 percent of all my flows are stolen
'Cause the greatest artists are the ones that notice