Light 'em up, light 'em up, go
Spending too much time on the road
Got a good idea then I write
Had a few ideas that I wrote
I been too obsessed with the fire
Didn't peep I went up in smoke
Never think never plan never plot what I'm doing
Gotta be who I am 'fore I stop what I'm doing
Imma prodigy honestly gotta be something great
Never stopping I promise I gotta lot up on my plate
It's the prophecy I believe I'm never gonna shake
And it's fate that I'm raising the stakes
I'm the lottery lottery baby number #1 pick
Those that doubted me oughtta be throwing all these fits
I be giving 'em conniptions
Blowing 'em a kiss they can kiss my ass 'fore they buy my disc
I been feeling overwhelmed
Feeling like I gotta couple tells
They can spot me sweating from a mile out
I be rapping so hard blow a light out
I be rapping so much lose inspirations
Still write a couple songs show the dedications
They been saying that I'm always writing that greatness
Wait up, cause I never really found my patience
I been pushing pedal to the metal since the first tape
All the bars throw it back like it's Thursday
All the bars throw it back like it's Thursday
Had to say it two times so heard me
I've been working
Never really found what I wanted soul searching
And I'm too nice with it got 'em all lurking
Told 'em like what you see then see it in person
I been getting to ahead of myself
Never doing things that I set up myself
Never doing things that'll better my health
And I let 'em all tell but I never call help
Cause I'll do it myself
And I leave them all so jaded
Never been one to get cross faded
I get my name in these papers
But still I'm saying it's the same
When I go, yeah, never looking far back on what I wrote, yeah yeah
Still all these things that I don't know yeah, yeah
You told me I was too cocky
Said that my light would never last
Now hold this Ryuzaki
Dropped your guard, now this drop a tsunami
I'll drop you, then I'll drop the mic at the drop of a bonnet
Then move my hand across the horizon and spark promise
Twist, pop, lock it and drop it like it's hot topic
Soon as your fans hear me, your stocks plummet
I pop off and you duck, i'm paying Glocks homage
Go ahead, make light of me, man, we'll see what's up
I fight until i win so much y'all think i'm steeped in luck
Despite my grievances i strive to light my demons up
A leading light
I light the fuse and watch my fucking fears combust
Light em up, light em up, light light em up
Rattle off battle songs, i'm an animal
Write what i want, right or wrong, till i've had enough
Never looking back like a vagabond
I'll make your grip tighten on your lighter ignite it
Then forward the fire higher
Till you know that's where you hand belongs