I AM ON IT.

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I got this money on my mind, consciousness breaking the vault
Haters critique my lines per bar their claustrophobia outta control
Self expression a threat, live to no one's box
Come the rain or shine, the fight for my dream, a high end cost
Put the work in no time to keep the fingers crossed hold your crucifix
Loyal to the pen and paper, no breach of faith, read my lips
Consequence when I'm breaking these laws
Gossiping O.D.P man my enemies been dropping their jaws
My money on your mind, you get a headache tryna settle the loss
My riches are pennies stuck my mind I'm stacking these thoughts
My vision is ready take losses then start twisting the plot
A critic couldn't knock me down matter when they punching their clock
Might lose my life between the margins
F*ck a gossip column
Don't cause some problems, I rebuke all critics toxins
Wins on the minutes, you can holler
Witness greatness, have me spotted
Writing my pain surpass the sonnets
Document my own I am on it

Yeah, I am on it
Uh huh, I am on it
Yeah, I am on it
I am on it

Tragic theater mask got people dealing me like out shit
Well, prepared an act, got a sewer just for you to drown in
F*ck that industry standard
That nonsensical checklist
That fucks up art and artist just to entertain the masses
I don't jump on bandwagon, I walk on my own
Need no financial backing just to be fulfilling my oath
When industry bias moves I just be aligning with my fucking hopes
Got this mighty diet though I'm not trying to choke
I no longer look forward to being signed by majors
F*ck that price of paper all the way to its printer
As I quarantine, stay hustling and I'm selling my liquor
Then contravene laws tampering with my ways to get richer
That's what hard work entails, my art shall prevail
I embrace it, I chase the dream till my truth dismisses fairytales
Destined to everlast, f*ck hide and seek I'm quintessential
Breaking it down in grayscale bring out my paper and pencil

Yeah, I am on it
Uh huh, I am on it
Yeah, I am on it
I am on it

Born writer, my friend said I murdered it
So I rose to be a ghostwriter just to cause some turbulence
Spitting in a room with no treatment reflect on this
Writing is frequent got archives I'm the crazy lyrics herbalist
Name on the referral list as a ghostwriter I render my services
Outspoken enough hope the room don't get too reverberant
Soak the truth up, don't f*ck it getting my version mixed
Crooked teeth words go straight to your head this oral surgeon is pulling tricks
This is urgent attend to this
In your searches ask for my shit
Place your purchase I'm worth the bid
Though some churches might not permit
All this cursing I'm sick of it
But they sermons all counterfeit
If all serpents try throw a hiss
Then my verses will let em quit
All this bursting can't be dismissed
It just worsens don't try resist
And I'm certain dont get me pissed
You in the furnace when I persist
Stuck on my notepad bruising pages
My purpose aligns everytime everytime I spit
I am on it

Yeah, I am on it
Uh huh, I am on it
Yeah, I am on it
I am on it

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