S knows what I do for the cash, if it gets on top, we ain't gotta talk bait
I've painted a picture so many times that my brush broke and there's no more paint
I've used the whole pot, tryna build this image, still can't say I got no more pain
I'm holding things in, won't snitch like Candice
Need a new canvas
Brand new page
A brand new perspective will do man good, need a retreat and a scenery change
I'm no role model, so don't get mad if i fail while leading the way
Step into my head, pieces of my brain
Gotta miss how my trauma been eating away
Victim of circumstances, bro never got kisses, he turned to the T for his pain
Learning life is a toxic cycle, you fall back into things you resent
Everyday in the hood, there's a blood donation, but they don't take consent
Life don't end with a cherry on top, put pain on beats, prod' by Kent
Diamond in the rough, I taught myself how to take in gems
Not listen to them
It don't matter how many garms' I can get, when I blow, the fame ain't changing me
That girl must have thought it's a game show, I let her go for the bread she was chasing me
Man thought they knew me 'cause of one song
You got it wrong
KMT
Think that I'm not coming back for my spot
I'll pop like pimple, wait and see
The industry don't care for the real, when it comes to the music, they're losing track
Still see man stealing hooks from pop songs, they need me to bring music back
This is a battle worth fighting
Heart of a Viking
There's no way I'm losing that
I ain't pressed, it's who you know over talent
And there's no denying
The truth in that
But if it was flipped, man wouldn't be where they are, but I'm calm with letting that be
I stay treating the beats like pictures, I keep sliding on them like Keane
Indie music loading, when I experiment, gotta branch out like trees
I'm manifesting a tune with Cench, I ain't got there yet, but a man can dream
Bro done it bait on the CCTV
Stressed, cah' EE
Tracked his sim
Mum said that I should a' went colly', but I'm on the backroad evading pigs
This life that I live is sick
No corn on the cob, got corn in clips
I love the T, but swing me your square and I'll make you rich
Sat with nobody to lean on, lean in my cup, and it's making me sick
Eurgh
I took a thousand trips, bruh
They couldn't kick in my kicks, duh
Dirt on my hands, but I clean up
Baddie, latina
Ooh, she a gorgeous one