Memories
Sha Tillman
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I do this for myself I don't need your compliments Had it all along All I needed was the confidence These rappers need to catch up, they a bunch of condiments Already dropped a classic, I won't deal with your incompetence I fell off the edge That shit was bottomless That's why I'm caught up in the moment I can't think about it Fell like I'm floating through time endlessly Cop a zip, break it down, let my brain unwind Put my pain on the track one verse at a time, so give a f*ck if a critic ain't gonna let me shine Yeah, you ain't fucking with it, why you asinine? Since a yougin' I've been told that I'm one of a kind Yeah, they say they coming for me, why you stalling? If you try and one-up on me I might rush in like Stalin Everybody quick to do a diss track but I don't hear no mother fucking name calling Why's that? I'm just trying to do this for my mental Trying to do this for me I deserve a green branch on my family tree... but don't get it twisted, I give a f*ck about the money 'Cause at the end of me, when my soul is free and you're about to go, those riches don't mean shit ...And only then will you see, the only thing that ever mattered is your memories When I stopped skating, didn't stop the grind Dope rhymes, just imagine when I'm in my prime I'm a non-believer, why the f*ck I feel divine? It's do-or-die I'm putting my life up on the line I can no longer live a lie I can no longer watch time pass me by This my battle-cry Step up out of my way, I imply, to get in front of me is suicide F*ck a critic, stay committed, that's the preference Didn't think I had to emphasize for you to get the message How the f*ck you do you say no, when my flow this appalling Knew I had it in me since the day I was crawling Yeah, I think I might start balling like Spalding So if I make 10 digits, guess I know this my calling Damn, a couple racks for a meet and greet? How the f*ck you got a hot head with those cold feet? I heard you still sleeping on me, did you catch up on your Z's? How the f*ck you not here? Now, let my soul speak HOV, you could never be in my lane, bro 'Cause I put it all out on the track like Usain Bolt I just wanna prove it to myself, f*ck the fame, ho 'Cause I can't keep living in step-daddy's disdain, no Just wanna prove it to myself F*ck the fame, f*ck the fame, f*ck the fame Can't keep living in disdain, that's why I... I'm just trying to do this for my mental Trying to do this for me I deserve a green branch on my family tree... but don't get it twisted, I give a f*ck about the money 'Cause at the end of me, when my soul is free and you're about to go, those riches don't mean shit ...And only then will you see, the only thing that ever mattered is your memories
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