5 Years (feat. J A K E)

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Beckett Reed

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Yeah
Already proved myself, not worried about who's my equal
Far from self injection, but I moved the needle
ESPN better get those highlights right
Perform better when the lights shine bright
Lean your face against the paint
Riding in the whip with the homies on some mad city shit
Ain't no stopping me, even if you standing on my grave
I got Mastro money, boy, your pockets on Denny's
Yeah
The GOAT, a legend, a god amongst men
Greatest producer alive, number one out of ten
This beat that you're hearing is a primary example
Of some shit you can accomplish not worrying about a sample
I'd rather be loved by legends with careers that really last
Than accepted by some weirdo on YouTube with a podcast
But, they hated Jesus, homie
I ain't comparing, I'm just reasoning, my homie
I'll rip your intestines out of your abdomen and choke you with them
I'm sicker than Venom, I feel like Big L in '97
It's God level, the rebel nobody could rebel
I'm sick as the devil, I'm Dwayne Johnson, you fucking pebble
Now, I think I'm a good father figure because I was sonning artists before a father figure, Go figure
You no kind of threat, you should've worn a dress
Wu-Tang protect your neck
Make my best music in mania, that means I only work in mania
If you in my proximity, I'm gonna murder your album's release date
All of them praying I retire
What I got in my notes app could feed my family through the fire
They say a musician only get five years, I'm gonna double that
Tiger woods, I'm the best at what I do
They'll never understand, we are not the same, how could they understand
Mind too active, can't sit still
I kinda feel like I took a limitless pill
F*ck
Yeah
You mad as f*ck, all you see is red like a conservative
All the critics do is talk, I'm really not concerned with it
Hell is hot, and we can make your residency permanent
Several shots, they tying up your body with a tourniquet
Let him rock, it's obvious that he don't know who turn it is
I'm going super saiyan just to represent the family, man
I'm not the discrete type, but my vocals quite right
I'm still spitting raps like it's open mic night
The revolution won't be televised, they telling lies
They wanna strip your soul away and lead you to a well that's dry
Rose through depression like a rose, I was destined
Your boy reach his goals like D-Rose with the left hand
When life takes a toll, I suppose it's a lesson
Question, how you woke but you slept in
Treading on your artists like Midas for over five years
Without changing tires, shit, I should probably check the mileage
It's in rare condition, peep the diction
Pen bleed all over the pulp, no fiction
My description of how I write lyrics is off the wall, no egyptian
Flowing in code, peep the encryption
Yeah, five years driven in the game with the brights on
Five years, I murdered your ears when the beat's on
Five years, hit after hit, I got the sights on
Five years in the industry, I keep the lights on

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