[Verse 1]
I’m locked up, but you already know that
But my name, it’s destined to be a throwback
30 years, they’ll mention me with Pac and Nas
Sounds overconfident, but I know my lyrics raw
But right now, I’m dealing with these haters
By the end they will respect me like a father, Darth Vader
Using force to make it in the game
Into your ears, I am forcing my name
Spittin’ hard, and comin' out the west
Words hit like bullets, tearin' through your vest
But this music wasn’t made for the streets
If thugs had my thoughts, they wouldn’t sleep
But who am I, y’all say I’m just a kid
Well then, look what society did
One question: do you wish to be deceased
Craziest player in the game: Metta World Peace
[Hook]
Am I crazy? Am I psycho?
Give me a lighter, and I might blow
Up a gas station, you don’t know me
Or what I’m capable of, when I’m lonely
Am I schizo? Am I insane?
Or, do I have a perfectly fine brain
Well, when I needed help nobody would listen
You only know what you hear, restriction
[Verse 2]
They say tomorrow holds a brighter day
If I don’t get to see tomorrow then is that okay?
Because there's a greater chance of dying than there is living
So I say wakin up feels a bit more better than giving
But what y’all really fail to understand
Is that you shouldn’t settle for being some other man
I’d rather die than be second best
That’ll be the driving factor behind my success
I’m slowly climbing that ladder to fame
And I’m sorry if I lose a few people along the way
But yo, it’s actually something I gotta do
I can’t give up my dream, for you
I’m sorry if that hurts you, alright?
But guess what? This is my life
There’s only one person who could make me quit the game
Don’t trip, she already know her name
[Hook]
[Bridge]
See what y’all don’t recognize is how much this means to me
This music has become my life
This music has become me
And oh I know that I shall blow and this will all pay off
But til that day, I’ll stay working, never a day off
[Hook]
I’m locked up, but you already know that
But my name, it’s destined to be a throwback
30 years, they’ll mention me with Pac and Nas
Sounds overconfident, but I know my lyrics raw
But right now, I’m dealing with these haters
By the end they will respect me like a father, Darth Vader
Using force to make it in the game
Into your ears, I am forcing my name
Spittin’ hard, and comin' out the west
Words hit like bullets, tearin' through your vest
But this music wasn’t made for the streets
If thugs had my thoughts, they wouldn’t sleep
But who am I, y’all say I’m just a kid
Well then, look what society did
One question: do you wish to be deceased
Craziest player in the game: Metta World Peace
[Hook]
Am I crazy? Am I psycho?
Give me a lighter, and I might blow
Up a gas station, you don’t know me
Or what I’m capable of, when I’m lonely
Am I schizo? Am I insane?
Or, do I have a perfectly fine brain
Well, when I needed help nobody would listen
You only know what you hear, restriction
[Verse 2]
They say tomorrow holds a brighter day
If I don’t get to see tomorrow then is that okay?
Because there's a greater chance of dying than there is living
So I say wakin up feels a bit more better than giving
But what y’all really fail to understand
Is that you shouldn’t settle for being some other man
I’d rather die than be second best
That’ll be the driving factor behind my success
I’m slowly climbing that ladder to fame
And I’m sorry if I lose a few people along the way
But yo, it’s actually something I gotta do
I can’t give up my dream, for you
I’m sorry if that hurts you, alright?
But guess what? This is my life
There’s only one person who could make me quit the game
Don’t trip, she already know her name
[Hook]
[Bridge]
See what y’all don’t recognize is how much this means to me
This music has become my life
This music has become me
And oh I know that I shall blow and this will all pay off
But til that day, I’ll stay working, never a day off
[Hook]
( Figueroa )
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