[Verse 1: Nalyd Ecitsuj]
Look, They say I won't amount to nothing, I ain't gon be shit
Tell me hang it up there ain't no way you'll see me quit
I been the same nalyd ain't no way you'll see me switch
I need this money, fame, a realer chain, and a (vroom vroom) v6
Reporting live from the back blocks underground crown hip hop
And the bible belt is my backdrop
Money in the stash spot writing every night
Bought a $30 dollar mic just recording on my laptop
Came a long way from long days in the hallways
No days off till we im on the floor at the Barclays
Stacking up a million writtens cuz every bar pays
You get a different feeling every time you hear my songs play
Givenchy I be killing with this fashion shit or this rapping shit
Old school flows I'ma catalyst
Establishing a new way of writing writtens immaculate
Practicing ain't even half of what I'm imagining
My only competition myself
So I've been challenging the only thing I'm wishing is wealth
That's why I'm after it
And I'm mastering making music until I capture it
They've begin to chatter they asking but that's what happens
When you living a dream
Focused on getting this green nothing could get in between
Me and my team
What team? I'm winning somehow some way owning the league
All of you others beneath
Ripping these beats writing and recording for weeks
Now when they listen I speak
Coming from nothing to something I'm chasing the top and they watching my style is unique
Better believe who fucking with me? Ain't nobody ever
Dead or alive the best of my time a sound nobody could measure
I been on my grind, inventing the rhymes, and killing since I could remember
N***as will probably pretend to be on my level
I promise you not a contender

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What am I celebrating?
History in the making
What am I celebrating?
Patience and dedication
Look at all the people that said Nalyd you won't never make it

[Verse 2: Nalyd Ecitsuj]
I'm feeling like Nas in the 90s
Marshall in the One Nine Nine Niney's
Jordan at the free throw line in crunch time
I'm loading up my notebook shoot them with punch lines
On the front line ready for war when it comes time
The only thing I ever wanted was getting enough shine
So i need shades on my face to prevent me from going blind
They like why is this little nalyd unsigned
When he rhyme like he 29 really one of a kind
I don't want a couple milli signing on the dotted line
I'm inclined with this rap shit what happened was over time
I decided there's no other other option but kill them with rhymes
Lets be honest lyrically the hottest
So i wonder why
They don't get what I'm saying
I'm spitting amazing I'm thinking of making a killing
But I can't stop playing human chameleon
I became one of the greatest
Filling up pages really just hoping they feel it
Now when I walk in the building
I get the feeling that I'm hurting they feelings
Playing the villain
I ain't even mean to do it
Just focused on this music so haters attracted to it
Don't get it twisted ain't no squares in my circle like a rubix
Diamonds Shining we done came along way from the cubics
I fell in love with Cuban girls and I don't mind the pubics
Rose Gold chokehold got my neck looking foolish
When we moving so they watching what we doin they copy and I can prove it
Don't get me confused with other rappers asking how I do this
The truest to this music and this rapping shit is fluent
Celebrating greatness and my talent keeps improving
And I'm killing every verse every track can get a viewing
I don't want fame, I don't want an endorsement
Whips and Shit I just want my dick to pay the mortgage
Different tours and some supportin'
Self made nobody did it for us
Painting a portrait
No telling what the future holds
It ain't a movie though I'm living I don't follow a script
More songs of me to play fuck thats as fine as it gets
Watch all of my enemies flip they mad and they hate that they watching me win
But friends don't matter I don't need em then

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