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Devious MC

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We standing on business
Trying to make a living
It's like that when you hit different
Ya'll know that the kid's gifted
Cause I've been nice
And I got everything I want for Christmas
Uh
Like I'm checking off my wish-list
Ya'll get dismissed I'm checking off my hitlist
No offense who's next?
They all can get this
They all like "Where he at?"
Then come up missing
I'm in it for life
Ain't made it to the big times
But I play my part
And I got a lotta light in my heart
And it shines
Sometimes all you have to do is start
And I'm still nowhere near my prime
Your timing is off but still
You never know where I'll be
So when I am
It's all mine not in part
And if I never get there
I'mma still be making music that belongs on the charts
So that you've heard this is odd
I never wanted to be the type of person
Who would go and sell their soul for fame
But I made myself a lane in this rap game
Just by doing what the others ain't
I look around and see them making money
Either they're lame or sound the same
I'm so not mainstream I may not get the plays
But you won't catch them playing with my name
Aye
I'mma be up I'mma get back
I'mma re-up I'mma kick raps
I'mma be what's all in my head
It will never be I'm better off dead
I'm still at the bottom in the gutter
Don't know why anyone would try to rob him
They wasn't with me back when I was starving
Now I got it made a mill'
And the crowd steady mobbing
Ok
But I don't give handouts
Most weeks had less than
A grand in my bank account
And all my homies still working
With the same amount
So no I'm not successful until they made it out
We standing on business
Trying to make a living
It's like that when you hit different
Ya'll know that the kid's gifted
Cause I've been nice
And I got everything I want for Christmas
Yeah
Like I'm checking off my wish-list
Ya'll get dismissed I'm checking off my hitlist
No offense who's next?
They all can get this
They all like "Where he at?"
Then come up missing
It's beginning to die
The whole facade of a fake life
And those who won't survive
Are in too deep
To see the price they've paid
It wasn't cheap
But at night they still find sleep
Still I dream
And think of a world that lives in peace
Beauty and harmony
You peeped game but the bars were free
Don't argue with artistry
I never wanted to be the type of person
Who would go and sell their soul for fame
But I made myself a lane in this rap game
Just by doing what the others ain't
I look around and see them making money
Either they're lame or sound the same
I'm so not mainstream I may not get the plays
But you won't catch them playing with my name
Aye

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