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Neglect my feelings so I can get by
Cancelled plans so I could say hi
Hurtin cuz you wit another guy
Even tho you happy feelings still get me
Stay slayin

to reality... I got no salary
Im just going crazy, wee woo
My dream its so crisp, crunch
Grind everyday til I make it
Imma make my mom real proud, woo

Cash out,

they will fall for it like way in the beginning
But that don't mean at the end of the day you are winning
Half of this rap game really are some children

for that
Mafucka
I woke up
Wrote shyt
Now I'm back on track
Turned emotions into lucrative raps
N this ain't to brag
Ima let the music confirm all that

dreams
Reality: hot water, we make steam
Boilin' on 'em, 'n ballin' on 'em 
Could tell by the fouls they callin' on 'em
They look foul, rap foul, dress

was getting attacked
By all of these damn faggots that actually told me that
I was a wannabe Joey and I simply couldn't rap, chill
If I sound like Joey

chance I advance. Even if I'm stuck, I'm sticking to the plan
Sticking to the script, That I wrote. Some years ago 
I just live by the code. That's all

got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

[Chamillionaire]
Niggaz was throwing

fecal
I been the shit since a nino, pequeno
All up on the mic like i came fresh outta kemo

Coldesac raps, i talk circles around you
Ima putchu back in

I chill at home I pass on clubs 
Trying to get this money right my dollar bills not looking right 
It's just enough to make it by but damn I'm trying

Because I tend to talk to Satan way more than I speak to God
It's fucked up. Rap the only way that I can say this
But I'm wrapped up in my temper, time bomb

feel inside 
But all they do is knock me down and tell me it's just life
Had visions of being big blowing up with all my fam
But reality kicked in I

minds we thought the world was some pot we could piss in
Word 

All the pain and discretion it's just written in a verse  
My mum saw realities

gets to the point where I buckle down to get by
Every fucking thing that I try to do with my life
I either fuck it up or not for me, something I decide

down 
And tore it in half 
I have gravitated towards 
A grounded reality since 
Never claimed to be the flyest
Shit, there's flies in my cabinet

not fishing for fallacies
Everything I rap is my reality
People catching on and vibing out with me
Don't be late to party
Punctuality
Just trying

us, they say
Keep it on the hush, you don't wanna get touched, by the
Government, but many look out for us,
People say they won't bust, but people trip

(I don't even know)
Aight, I'm done playin' (I don't even know) Yeah
(I don't even know, I don't even know)
We takin' this
Rap game to a whole

the sharks and I bite hard with my teeth, you never hear me floss
Reality is business, you should step up to your boss
You know you always cut me off. Also

Mane this shit right here so fye it be inspired by gasoline
I’m sliding like Vaseline
I’m vibing with Maxo Kream
He rhyming bout packs and lean
I’m

gravity seize us
Leaving seizures when we flash bright, pow, as we pass by
Say goodnight to the bad guys, hands off the cash prize
Get folded like a jack

You can call me Óscar Schmidt of the rap game
Eye ain’t in it for the clout or the trap fame
Remaining true to who eye am in my own lane
Cause eye

makes it out, got a lot of fake around
Even mates conspired with liars trying to take me down 
Break the crown I'm holding now I'm folding to reality

that you think you're spreading it'll never last
Why you still recording haven't you learned
You can't touch their hearts just by saying words, and you