On The Rise

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Khari LeVard

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It's hard to leave well enough alone
Especially when you on the come up, making it set in stone
That you are potentially the greatest, air to the throne
Perfecting my craft, rap Davinci and Van Gogh
Fighting impediments, evidently won't planned on
Grant the race not to the swift, but to he who ran strong
Despite all the barriers, kept it going, advanced on
Managed to obliterate dilemma, withstand woes
And in the game I feel that there's no competition
Only enemy's the one you been with since just a fetus kicking
And that's the only nigga that can see your visions
Knows your intuition
Lock you up mentally just like a prison
Too many times I've played the role of being victim
I'm tryna find myself to make it out and beat the system
The ropes of the land keep all my niggas in detention
Rare-find, all my fantasies will turn to nonfiction
Wishing for a fixing, in the world, we need uplifting
Really tryna make a difference, but nobody wanna listen
Everybody's sinning, thinking that the bad has good intentions
Everything is all twisted, but the truth, we ain't feeling
I've seen the good, bad, the ugly, and they all living
In a world, where the good are painted as the villains
And Vice Versa, authority killing off civilians
Can't wait till I'm making millions
Can't wait till I'm making millions
Can't wait till I'm making millions
Can't wait till I'm making
Niggas hating from afar
One day they gon feel LeVard
Can't wait till I'm making millions
Can't wait till I'm making millions
Can't wait till I'm making
Niggas hating from afar
One day they gon feel LeVard
You can't say I didn't tell you just how I feel
I just made my pitch like the XXL
Like a pitch, shawty curved me for real
Yeah, yeah, and it hurt me for real
You can't say I didn't tell you just how I feel
I just made my pitch like the XXL
Like a pitch, shawty curved me for real
Yeah, yeah, and it hurt me for real
Aye
I know you thought you was on my mind, no (Aye)
I'm always working, on my grind though (Aye)
Work hard play hard, yeah, that's my motto (Yeah)
(Aye, aye)
Your seven digits was the lotto
You stole my heart like Grand Theft Auto
She just want me for my vibrato
(Yeah)
(Aye)
I used to tell you all my feelings all the time
Said that you'd never leave me, you must've changed your mind
You better not say you need me, while I am on the rise
On the rise
On the rise
On the rise
On the rise
(Yeah, yeah)

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