Next Up

Next up, feeling like i’m next up Next up, feeling like i'm next up Next up, feel like I’m I’m next up Next up, feel like I’m the next up, and I ain’t stopping even when all of the cheques come Throwback in to the way simpler day I use to memorise all the raps my brother played Like Eminem, BIG, PAC, Snoop Dr Dre I knew it from a child my taste was never gonna change Fast forward some years and I’m rapping on a page Had the school booked filled like a Harry Potter stage Under my mattress is where all my raps stayed Told my momma that I knew this really wasn’t just a phase Ten thousand hours later but the passion stayed the same Who else you know can do the whole Damn thing? All these people love to talk but all this flexing hella fake I just call it how I see it, ya’ll get caught up in your claims Nowadays these rappers look to entertain Stop the tape, now I gotta be the renegade Seeing it how ya’ll imitate, Now I’m gonna set em straight Watch me levitate like I’m from the pearly gates (gates) No debate got this shit locked it’s insane Destined for the top I ain’t ever gonna switch ways Taking shots like the pistols cocked at point blank Getting to the general I’m just working on my rank Everybody busy with the clout chase, I’ll just leave that all to you, I don’t want it no thanks That ain’t be the way I move, for a follow or some fame, won’t be acting like a fool Ain’t to synonym to shame when they talk about my name Next up, feeling like I’m next up Next up, feeling like I’m next up Next up, feeling like I’m next up Next up, feeling like I’m next up, and I ain’t stopping even when all of the cheques come Take a niggas fans, I’m a bandit Rapping be my art, I’m like Picasso with the canvas Get it on my own, not damn thing handed The way it panned out, you would think a nigga planned it The hoes they know the can’t have me Rather cuff a classy Made the beat I Murdered, that’s a dead beat daddy Guilty, say it gladly, the haters can’t stand me Grinding all the time I had to be my pep rally Fainting out the circle then I go and do a hook shot Make my own wave surf the tunnel never gon stop Blazing every hurdle, ever change, nah could not Go against the grain I’ll show the people who the true boss Futuristic rap, should be writing in the past tense Hitting home runs like I’m swinging for the back fence (wow) Keep my circle hella dense bruh The way my music playing got me feeling like the next up Next up, feeling like I’m next up Next up, feeling like I’m next up Next up, feeling like I’m next up Next up, feeling like I’m next up, and I ain’t stopping even when all of the cheques come