[Lyric] Letter To The Rap Game (Brandon Whelan)

[Intro: Sample]

What ever made you think?
I could go on, living this way, oh baby (baby)
And it's really gotten so
I can't believe, one word you say

[Verse 1: Brandon Whelan]

I been holding on for too long
To things that I have no control over
Putting myself in a dark place
And things slowly getting colder
The whole fuckin weight of the world up on my shoulders
And I'm stuck like this truck, with no motor
Im feel like I'm Wiz, simple thoughts from this loner
I need to break out of this space in a Wraith or a fuckin' Range Rover
Break this motherfuckin' cage in a rage and emerge older
I need closure
But that’s hard when everybody sayin "you got it made"
And the bars stay right up in your head all day
I'm writing verses at work and I'm making minimum wage
Fuck that, I'm bring y’all back to a time of real rap
You feeling the nostalgia yet?
This like my fourth project, but you don’t see me as a vet in this game
I spray lyrics like a tech on a lame, you motherfuckers
[Refrain: Brandon Whelan]

I been holding on
I been holding on
I been holding on
But fuck all that shit
I been holding on
I been holding on
I been holding on
But fuck all that shit

[Verse 2]

Fuck "D!NO", I'ma use my fuckin' government name
You call me wack cause I don't sound the same
As everybody putting shit out now
You on some Dr.Seuss shit, how now brown cow
Red fish, blue fish, one fish, two fish
Have you ever thought about making something different?
How many A Boogie clones are out? (J.I, you ain't prince of shit)
Theres only one Pop Smoke, but wow
You motherfuckers are trying so hard to emulate that style (A Black, I'm talking to you)
But see now, y’all got me, I'm here to set y’all free
Makin' the craziest waves this rap game is ever gon' see
Who else that you know rock flows with an old school beat?
But brings the lyrics and melodies, shit, it's just Deen
You only ever gonna get one of me
I treat a Lil Wayne clone like a son to me (I love you Wayne)
Only a few motherfuckers can really run it with me
And that’s: Lil Baby, Polo G, and Dababy, the Gunnas, Jack, Artist, and Thugger
Like Game said all these motherfuckers
Ain't bigger than me (They ain't)
They ain't Nas, they ain't Jigga to me (Uh, uh)
They ain't Em, they ain't 50 to me (No way)
They ain't Pun, they ain't Pac, they ain't Biggie to me (Nobody Big)
They ain't Cole, they ain't Dot, they ain't bigger than me (Uh, uh)
They ain't Game, they ain't Drake, they ain't bigger than me (Nobody)
Nobody new in this game can stay sicker than me, god damn
[Outro: Sample]

Take that, baby, oh, oh, baby
Hey, baby, I don't want to lose you
So long, no more, hey, hey
I don't want to, oh
I don't want to, oh