Lyrics:
You could've been with an artist
Nobody else had that chance, and low key they know I'm the hardest
Had to let you know
You left me alone in
a hobby
Yeah you know me
You really know me
Woah, it's just a hobby
Oh yeah I'm
Starvin
But I already ate
And I am an
Artist
But nobody's heard of my name
I'm overcoming all of this
Cause I'm the artist and nobody's goin' harder than this
Cause you a big saver, big spender, big pimp
But at the end
loving thru the light and all the darkness
I just know that imma show you sum realer as an artist
Nobody know what I'm going thru except my mans the fams
Welcome to my fucking game (Yuh)
All my music, I ain’t doin it for the fame (Yuh)
I’m not your average artist, nobody is the same (Yuh)
Dropping
of artists nobody's understanding, what the f**k they mean.
But the people who do get it
The people who get it
You know what that shit means to them
Hey tay,
Normal I good i no come drag best artist
Nobody perfect na why I no dey
Practice
If say motor dey I for run uber or
Taxi
Omo money scarce like charger
Type
artist?
Nobody hard!
Stack it like a deck of cards
Lieutenant, general, sarge
Mouthpiece slick, spit sick
You might catch SARS
Remember flying spirit on my
I am a sensitive artist.
Nobody understands me because I am so deep.
In my work, I make allusions to books that nobody else has read,
Music that
was that guy
(What I thought)
Hated on me by my side (What I thought)
Roll off and laugh in the sky
Used to be in the street
But now I'm an artist
not artists because nobody can play the guitar
not artists because nobody can play the guitar
the
Pinks with the blue
I do the shit that nobody do
You really the artist that nobody do
Now it's my time but it's due time, due
Got a G65 make it 2x2
You
To find out how it all works with so many artists
And nobody wants nobody wants to sit behind the wheel, behind the wheel.
Whose the one pounding
single fuckin' thing that isn't nailed down
You're a bullshit artist and nobody wants you around
You got me pissed off, you got me pissed off
You got
fear of the hearse, and to grind so hard
That they write about me bumping Eminem between classes
Regardless, I'm putting in the work to be an artist
Beats I create em and kill em
Praying that Mantis will Prey on the villains
Gargantuan flow back to step on your toe
Got you feeling and artist that
a musician)
(There not artist because nobody can plays the guitar)
nothing
Emailed like a hundred artists
And nobody gave a look
Now they all be getting shook
'Cause I started out with nothing
Market genius hit the books
these haters dissing
We ain't fussing and tussling I'm on the beat I'm ripping
I'm my own artist owe nobody no commitment
We on the same page no
artist over real garbage
It's Democ I'm the new drill sergeant
You ain't shit rappers you the new target
It's cause I'm a starving artist
And nobody
vision twenty-twenty be the season
Am sparing no haters so don’t give me a reason
K be the artist that nobody know yet
I juggle words on beats got skills
I'm an artist
Bitch, nobody stoppin' what I'm sayin'
Lyrical display gone shock em like Raiden
Everyday ragin', show me where the party's at
Where
a musician
Nobody is playin' an instrument
Makin' noise (Makin' noise)
They're not artists because nobody can play the guitar!
Ey, porfa cállate
Te vo'a
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