[Verse 1: KC 2.0]
Misunderstood that be the way ive been throughout my life
Seldom did I fight fearing damage to all the dynamite thats
Dancing in brain
Anytime I can blow
Like a motherfuckin referee whistle
It kinda hurts a little the bitches that blew me off
These days they wishin that I would givem a call
Never
I keep my eyes forward I got songs to write an cash to make
So il be sure my little brother straight
Make my mom smile from thinking of my success
So everything before it is considered as a test ima pass
Like a qb
Loosely affiliated with the future
I been inspired by them ever since we were in cooper
Its super
The progress and the people that I know now
But ain't shit changed cept my age an what I know now
Me an tyler major gettin major in the industry
The haters turn to lovers parallel with what they get from me
Usually nothing we puffing the sweetest weed smoke
In front of all the zeros were the ones that makes the mills folks
Laughed in my face when I said that I produce now their groups hit us up
Yo lets chill yo lets hoop
Fuck that
Its obvious youre fake we saw this coming
So just shut the fuck up and learn to keep it one hundred
[Verse 2: Tyler Major]
Its still…mild mercy with my penmanship still learning
In matters I splinter sticks translucent since the surface heard me
Muffled in stereo for hazing letters scenarios
Ascending ladders I exceed to reach unlike my daring foes
Tempers froze…..but in these seconds I am Him in clothes
Disaster bought theses niggas like alka seltzer in winter's snow
Beginners fold---shuffle them out -- no one will ever know
Better players surface in the credits then get their cashus glow
Pockets full of greenery not like the sound
But like the pine between my spine and fur that makes me sweat in colder towns
---a way out….a seagrams mix and mist of gin
Surround them in a pot then sip a lot amongst your closet friends
Im all that I can see in….all that I can be and
Probably better off in my elements of excellence if prestige is peakin
Plateau of the platform …..believer in capcom
Not really rhyming like that just a morning in my back lawn
Misunderstood that be the way ive been throughout my life
Seldom did I fight fearing damage to all the dynamite thats
Dancing in brain
Anytime I can blow
Like a motherfuckin referee whistle
It kinda hurts a little the bitches that blew me off
These days they wishin that I would givem a call
Never
I keep my eyes forward I got songs to write an cash to make
So il be sure my little brother straight
Make my mom smile from thinking of my success
So everything before it is considered as a test ima pass
Like a qb
Loosely affiliated with the future
I been inspired by them ever since we were in cooper
Its super
The progress and the people that I know now
But ain't shit changed cept my age an what I know now
Me an tyler major gettin major in the industry
The haters turn to lovers parallel with what they get from me
Usually nothing we puffing the sweetest weed smoke
In front of all the zeros were the ones that makes the mills folks
Laughed in my face when I said that I produce now their groups hit us up
Yo lets chill yo lets hoop
Fuck that
Its obvious youre fake we saw this coming
So just shut the fuck up and learn to keep it one hundred
[Verse 2: Tyler Major]
Its still…mild mercy with my penmanship still learning
In matters I splinter sticks translucent since the surface heard me
Muffled in stereo for hazing letters scenarios
Ascending ladders I exceed to reach unlike my daring foes
Tempers froze…..but in these seconds I am Him in clothes
Disaster bought theses niggas like alka seltzer in winter's snow
Beginners fold---shuffle them out -- no one will ever know
Better players surface in the credits then get their cashus glow
Pockets full of greenery not like the sound
But like the pine between my spine and fur that makes me sweat in colder towns
---a way out….a seagrams mix and mist of gin
Surround them in a pot then sip a lot amongst your closet friends
Im all that I can see in….all that I can be and
Probably better off in my elements of excellence if prestige is peakin
Plateau of the platform …..believer in capcom
Not really rhyming like that just a morning in my back lawn
( KC 2.0 & Tyler Major )
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