Coming down cruising slow, bumping my audio
Trying to get this mula, haters adios
When I started rapping I just wanted to be dope
With my name conversated in barbershops and households
CNS, my fist milestone
Still moving downloads
Here’s the kicker though
It’s six years old
Since then I’ve grown
Everything after that has shown
When I’m in my zone
And I kick my poems
What they told
I prove them wrong
When I do my songs
In the stu recording
Or when I perform
Still I’m strong
I couldn’t be down for too long
Brushed the dirt off and move on
Saved by the paper, no coupon
Got homies with talent to put a group on
Pedal to the medal get the couple gone
Passing my old chicks picking up new broads
Passing my past like look what you lost
Not in a negative way display at all
Cause my right now bright as my future
To those calling weird or labeled me loser
Thanks for giving me fuel to be on fire in music
I hope I inspire dope writers and producers
To put their all into whatever they perusing
No matter how many tell you can’t do it
Or shouldn’t cause it’ll soon be useless
As long as you’re smiling say screw ‘em
The same people saying you can’t, can’t do it
Or they doing what someone else doing
As long as you got your own swing bruising
You’ll leave a mark for ‘em to get use to ya
With funky rhythms and stanzas they’ll get hip to it
Word to L., just put a little twist to it
Move that pen till it ain’t no click to it
Make the tunes in the image of you and how you view it
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