Pick up the pace but I'm makin' you slow down
I have no reason to be on the board now
'Cause I've been so selfish all in my childhood
If I would do, I would go back in time but
This is life, it was my problem
So I should be cleaning then mess, tryna solve 'em
And I have been making mistakes for like what?
'Cause I was nothin' but a autistic person
Yeah, I have Autism
Whatchu gon' do? Favoritism?
No disrespect but discrimination?
Beating me down, bruises all on me
Snoozin' all on me
I have been cleaning but what about my sibling?
I was Cinderella but didn't get earnings
I was a lost fella but now I'm burning
Don't let it burn me!
I am a person, I dеserve to see evеrything
I'm not using any words that's against me
I rather say my own words than to let it be
The media that would say everything that get to me
Or any person that spills out the truth
So they can make all the money out you
Just open ya mouth and then they'll hear you
We don't need anyone to see through
It is OK to not be OK
It is OK to make mistakes
If it is bad then I don't trust you
Don't even do the things I wouldn't do
The word has gone worse but if everything's into me
I would've spent all the time with family
I was trusted here in the first place
So let me get into my place
Here is the facts, we lost all our people
We lost our congrats to be real people
We are still valid but what about life?
Like I just explained 'hurts' in this sight
Like I am 'Fragile', not for a bite
I'm taken for 'Ransom', not even right
Stop labelin' songs for striving
'Cause I done fell off a bike I was ridin'
I got up again to be a success
If I can do things in reality, checks
If i can make music that sound like me, recks
Nigga, stop talkin' 'bout songs, sex
We all not perfect, we're created differently
I got a career, it's called 'singing'
I got a life, it's called 'living'
Stop all the messes, cleaning
I wanna hold my head up to be a known rapper
No songs about girls but to be a stacker
So, words of advice, don't rap for fame
'Cause all of your hearts will be down the drain
I'm on the road to success
You're on the road with the rest
So, let's be real people and stop all the violence
And come back to me when it is silent
I have no reason to be on the board now
'Cause I've been so selfish all in my childhood
If I would do, I would go back in time but
This is life, it was my problem
So I should be cleaning then mess, tryna solve 'em
And I have been making mistakes for like what?
'Cause I was nothin' but a autistic person
Yeah, I have Autism
Whatchu gon' do? Favoritism?
No disrespect but discrimination?
Beating me down, bruises all on me
Snoozin' all on me
I have been cleaning but what about my sibling?
I was Cinderella but didn't get earnings
I was a lost fella but now I'm burning
Don't let it burn me!
I am a person, I dеserve to see evеrything
I'm not using any words that's against me
I rather say my own words than to let it be
The media that would say everything that get to me
Or any person that spills out the truth
So they can make all the money out you
Just open ya mouth and then they'll hear you
We don't need anyone to see through
It is OK to not be OK
It is OK to make mistakes
If it is bad then I don't trust you
Don't even do the things I wouldn't do
The word has gone worse but if everything's into me
I would've spent all the time with family
I was trusted here in the first place
So let me get into my place
Here is the facts, we lost all our people
We lost our congrats to be real people
We are still valid but what about life?
Like I just explained 'hurts' in this sight
Like I am 'Fragile', not for a bite
I'm taken for 'Ransom', not even right
Stop labelin' songs for striving
'Cause I done fell off a bike I was ridin'
I got up again to be a success
If I can do things in reality, checks
If i can make music that sound like me, recks
Nigga, stop talkin' 'bout songs, sex
We all not perfect, we're created differently
I got a career, it's called 'singing'
I got a life, it's called 'living'
Stop all the messes, cleaning
I wanna hold my head up to be a known rapper
No songs about girls but to be a stacker
So, words of advice, don't rap for fame
'Cause all of your hearts will be down the drain
I'm on the road to success
You're on the road with the rest
So, let's be real people and stop all the violence
And come back to me when it is silent
( SILENT LEAH )
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