No More

I been the coolest dude since Well... whenever Cuz I provide the blueprints Reading into this, will only make you better Why you hesitant? Because you want the credit? The props for the feta- my bad I meant the fetty Tasks in front of me- there seems to be too many The seas be sinning there be seven There be plenty greed and envy Inside my body they be creeping in Been reaching for a hand But I'm met with nothing else but rejection On my Slug and Murs tip I felt the perfection On the rug I sure slipped I keep on misstepping Backpack synonymous With the mainstream audience Of course this is the hardest shit you tried dissecting What's the point of spreading messages When only one percent will get em F*ck the opposition I'm invading I'm addicting everyday they listen That's the truth you better get it Yes I've put in too much effort No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures You won't know what real is even if it fucking hit ya Yes I've put in too much effort No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures You won't know what real is even if it fucking hit ya I'm addicted to this prison that I've locked myself in Dreaming of inflicting pain to others it's official yes I've lost it I've been losing blood from coughing I can see my own damn coffin Thinking that this cig puffin I will never stop it You will never top this With your fucking dumb remarks When'd you start to think you're smarter Cuz you're really not Nor am I we both be blind To what they hide behind the curtain Time to shine-the light above is burning What's the point of purpose Always thought that this deserted life of mine will start its turning But it hasn't for a while I'm screaming loud for a service I've been leaning on an earthquake I'm engaging in a version of a person that just worsens I keep hurting I been yearning for a dream Ever since a kid seeing rappers on TV With their cars clean, Carmel bitches shaking booties Obviously it plants the seed for me to be an emcee Yes I've put in too much effort No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures You won't know what real is even if it fucking hit ya Yes I've put in too much effort No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures You won't know what real is even if it fucking hit ya