[verse 1: ashton mallory]
I was never really hard to miss
Just a starving artist getting started on my part of swiss
Still I’m getting carded
But regardless got the hardest diss
And yeah they making hits
But hardly ever got the hardest fists
May I beg ya pardon
Pardon me I think they got the gist
And I’m just getting started
Go for number one & make em pissed
I’ma make it shake and take a shot
And pray it isn’t missed
Rappers on the board of “out of order”
But make the list
Maybe i should break the wrist to ice it out so I can flex
Or maybe i should take a break from rapping just to say “I’m next”
And talk about me toting out in the open
And dumping techs
And brag about the bag and tag em
When I get a clump of checks
I’m the Forrest Gump of chess, the way I run my game
They know I never was the one for wrecks the way I run my lane
And people really think they poppin’ way they tryna son my name
Until them pistols get to poppin’ they know I’m bringing flame
Heat

[hook: ashton mallory]
I been
I been working
I been looking
I been searching
I been wrong about myself when I was first at being certain
Never been the perfect person
I been smoking I been cursing
I been hearing money talk
And now I kinda like conversing
I’m just waiting til I blow up
Waiting til I shine bright
Wait until my ears become accustom to the lime light
Wait a second wait for me to sit and get my mind right
Ima make it happen get cracking when the times right


[verse 2:]
People never listen like they talk
People talking me to death until I’m fishing for the chalk
To go and dead the situation I be pacing when I walk
I know you thinking we adjacent
You complacent and ou gawk
You be staring, looking, glaring, cooking
Watching like hawk
But never caring, look, you scared and shook
I see you like to stalk
I mean I seen you tryna look over my shoulder when In making moves
So every time I move around to you it’s like it’s breaking news
Looking with ya eyes shut
That’ll get ya ties cut
They be talkin’ money asking how you want ya fries cut
Cut it with the lies buddy, I am not surprised but
The people getting wise sonny sorry but the lies up
Go put the disguise up
Everybody lying now & anyone can get a gun so everybody dying now
Bullets flying mamas sighing everybody crying now Walk inside my shoes & see if I’m the one you tying now
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