[Verse 1: Spose]
My insecurity stuffed in a locked safe
I lose fear when I look in the mirror at God's face
I got a lotta commas in all of my song plays
I feel like Nas in the Lost Tapes, nothin' lasts forever
Since I started at the bottom, I wanted the boss place
More fur than a dog crate, fly as frog bait
To cop grapes and cop grapes, the cost great
The wealthy gonna keep a blockade with a tall gate
'cause I came from afar with more bars than the Shawshank
Aw thanks, cold hard cash for my hot takes
To anyone who doubt me or told me I'm not great
I bet you got your crewneck zipped and your Crocs laced
Wait, I wrote it down 'cause I'm not Jay
Four kids to feed, stealin' bills I've not paid
Stole money out the machine, did it the Conway
I'm tryna get it Christie, life glitzy, Beyoncé
They say my name and go from John Blaze to blasé
'cause I've been in the game since MySpace and the top eight
I spit it since the years there was tears in my mom's face
Shit, I took a crooked path but I rapped and we all straight
Look, you put the plumbin' together with scotch tape
Flood the market like as soon as I spark it, it's all waves
Could never count me out, I'm the doll when he's on clay
Adjust my water bottles, let me towel off
I know this game is like a pressure cooker, more dicks than seven hookers
Make me sign abruptly and then punk me like it's Ashton Kutcher
The chillest dude but in the stu' I move like Benny Butcher
Up and comin' ones, they're my sons, I move like Devin Booker
Verse spittin', past my term limit
Me and Term both legends confirmed, we weren't kiddin'
As persistent, I don't know what you're sniffin'
All my physical units are still movin', my merch flippin', Spizzy
[Chorus: Spose & Termanology]
This goes out to anyone who ever doubted him
All their assumptions and made an ass out of him
Roll with the punches, appreciate the shit you got
Told I'd be nothin' so I keep goin', never stop
This goes out to anyone who ever doubted him
All their assumptions and made an ass out of him
Roll with the punches (Spose, what up?), appreciate the shit you got
Told I'd be nothin' so I keep goin', never stop
[Verse 2: Termanology]
Shit crazy when they doubt you, talk about you
Usually know nothin' 'bout you, assumin' what you'd amount to
I surpassed er'body in my whole city
And the ones who made it with me are the ones that rolled with me
I could never be turned, you would probably fall quickly
Load fifty in the clip, who ready to throw with me?
Spose busy, that's my dog, I know we been both busy
When you put this song out, it's finna be so litty
I done told y'all before, the boy is no joke
Hit you from a mile away with no scope
You could lose it all today and go broke
Then you see who'll be stickin' around and who won't
It's the new GOAT, who really hustled and moved dope
What these dudes want, I really did, don't lose hope
You could change for the better, turn over a new leaf
Put your change in the bank and move to a new street
Cop a new V with low miles and Louis seats
Now I'm sellin' clothes and writin' raps and doin' beats
While my fans breakin' down my lyrics like [?]
Still makin' bands and make 'em dance like Lumidee
Rockin' new crowds, they be amazed, like, "Who is he?
'cause he body every verse and syllable to a T"
Learned my A's, B's, and C's while trappin' in the street
Never got a D or F, that's what turned me to a G, uh
[Chorus: Spose]
This goes out to anyone who ever doubted him
All their assumptions and made an ass out of him
Roll with the punches, appreciate the shit you got
Told I'd be nothin' so I keep goin', never stop
This goes out to anyone who ever doubted him
All their assumptions and made an ass out of him
Roll with the punches, appreciate the shit you got
Told I'd be nothin' so I keep goin', never stop
My insecurity stuffed in a locked safe
I lose fear when I look in the mirror at God's face
I got a lotta commas in all of my song plays
I feel like Nas in the Lost Tapes, nothin' lasts forever
Since I started at the bottom, I wanted the boss place
More fur than a dog crate, fly as frog bait
To cop grapes and cop grapes, the cost great
The wealthy gonna keep a blockade with a tall gate
'cause I came from afar with more bars than the Shawshank
Aw thanks, cold hard cash for my hot takes
To anyone who doubt me or told me I'm not great
I bet you got your crewneck zipped and your Crocs laced
Wait, I wrote it down 'cause I'm not Jay
Four kids to feed, stealin' bills I've not paid
Stole money out the machine, did it the Conway
I'm tryna get it Christie, life glitzy, Beyoncé
They say my name and go from John Blaze to blasé
'cause I've been in the game since MySpace and the top eight
I spit it since the years there was tears in my mom's face
Shit, I took a crooked path but I rapped and we all straight
Look, you put the plumbin' together with scotch tape
Flood the market like as soon as I spark it, it's all waves
Could never count me out, I'm the doll when he's on clay
Adjust my water bottles, let me towel off
I know this game is like a pressure cooker, more dicks than seven hookers
Make me sign abruptly and then punk me like it's Ashton Kutcher
The chillest dude but in the stu' I move like Benny Butcher
Up and comin' ones, they're my sons, I move like Devin Booker
Verse spittin', past my term limit
Me and Term both legends confirmed, we weren't kiddin'
As persistent, I don't know what you're sniffin'
All my physical units are still movin', my merch flippin', Spizzy
[Chorus: Spose & Termanology]
This goes out to anyone who ever doubted him
All their assumptions and made an ass out of him
Roll with the punches, appreciate the shit you got
Told I'd be nothin' so I keep goin', never stop
This goes out to anyone who ever doubted him
All their assumptions and made an ass out of him
Roll with the punches (Spose, what up?), appreciate the shit you got
Told I'd be nothin' so I keep goin', never stop
[Verse 2: Termanology]
Shit crazy when they doubt you, talk about you
Usually know nothin' 'bout you, assumin' what you'd amount to
I surpassed er'body in my whole city
And the ones who made it with me are the ones that rolled with me
I could never be turned, you would probably fall quickly
Load fifty in the clip, who ready to throw with me?
Spose busy, that's my dog, I know we been both busy
When you put this song out, it's finna be so litty
I done told y'all before, the boy is no joke
Hit you from a mile away with no scope
You could lose it all today and go broke
Then you see who'll be stickin' around and who won't
It's the new GOAT, who really hustled and moved dope
What these dudes want, I really did, don't lose hope
You could change for the better, turn over a new leaf
Put your change in the bank and move to a new street
Cop a new V with low miles and Louis seats
Now I'm sellin' clothes and writin' raps and doin' beats
While my fans breakin' down my lyrics like [?]
Still makin' bands and make 'em dance like Lumidee
Rockin' new crowds, they be amazed, like, "Who is he?
'cause he body every verse and syllable to a T"
Learned my A's, B's, and C's while trappin' in the street
Never got a D or F, that's what turned me to a G, uh
[Chorus: Spose]
This goes out to anyone who ever doubted him
All their assumptions and made an ass out of him
Roll with the punches, appreciate the shit you got
Told I'd be nothin' so I keep goin', never stop
This goes out to anyone who ever doubted him
All their assumptions and made an ass out of him
Roll with the punches, appreciate the shit you got
Told I'd be nothin' so I keep goin', never stop
( Spose )
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