Say What You Want

I got a lot on my plate For heavens sake Tryna find a way to the top I walk with fate I try to discriminate Against the hate they generate I penetrate Their mental state Making them hesitate I leave them In awe Cause what I'm serving Is raw I make their jaw Drop And there's no way that you could stop Me Cause I'm reaching For the very top But you don't believe Keep saying that I'll flop But your a lowlife With nothing going on in life I pick a pen up As I'm about to strike Let the ink bleed As i begin write Fully indulge From darkness all the way to light Then I rise in the morning Like a prodigal son I don't stop my writing Till the shit get done Then to take a little break Let the smoke fill my lungs Then I sit and wait for They're hatred to come Your always chatting shit Tryna disrespect me Say what you want But it won't affect me Cause I got that higher vision Yes I'm chasing dreams While Your gased up Like a tin of beans Your always chatting shit Tryna disrespect me Say what you want But it won't affect me Cause I got that higher vision Yes I'm chasing dreams While Your gased up Like a tin of beans Look it's simple Everyone's created equal If you think different Then man Your just a fecal Matter A waste of space That I can not face Corrupted way of thinking Has you Stuck in place Now your presence's Gone sour As you reach Your final hour You go cower In fear Now you Lost your power Over me A young youth chasing after dreams Looking forward to the future Cause nothings what it seems I'm bound to succeed Cause I'll do it by any means I write a bunch of raps That are varying in themes Concocting ideas and Plotting many schemes And done this all Since a young teen I'm that nobody That will know Cause I can craft a perfect sentence With immaculate flow And if you ask me nicely I might put on show Although That's not My main goal I'm Tryna speak to the people Tryna open their mind To the current time Showing how it is That they can shine I got a dollar for a dream And a penny for my thoughts They say I got the juice I know I got the sauce I'm dotting all my I's Keeping my t's crossed Heart grown cold It's surround by the frost I'm not gonna give up No matter how much It cost And when I make it I'll hit them with the floss Keep saying what you want Keep saying what you want Keep saying what you want Keep saying what you want