Cynical Discontent (feat. 'Royelt)

Yea Fourth quarter so we applying all pressure All ways, all facets, all shapes The only thing that I confide in The pressure I apply got rappers gone & hiding This here's historic writing Bringing words together better than a hyphen Picture reactions while I'm still typing Watch the skills heighten My work ethic showing on the surface I know some niggas say they working hard but hardly working A fucking clown circus More success has been my only purpose I check receipts after every purchase I'm the greatest you don't have to agree I thought this shit would be easier I got my degree But there isn't an easy route for things I'm destined to be The city's producing clones but there's one version of me I'm really humble shit I never boast Insecure niggas in my city really talk the most Feeling like it's underlined enemies I play them close Visions on a jet, me and my team oh yea we make a toast Let's go Yea CNCT shit, C.N.C.T. shit man, same way either way Every way Every time I go through some shit it sit on my sleeve Stressing over thoughts cause I'm mixing wants with my needs But nothing is out of my league My conscious and I agree Standing on the fact from my talent, you pay a fee Soon my spoken word gon' be costing niggas a key The proof I'm trying to be Just follow, I take the lead Ticking time bomb, feel like imma detonate When the weight is too much you gotta recalibrate When I'm alone I recuperate I'm not acting funny, I'm just distant shit I been this way Stress levels high Living to survive Certain shit will happen then I think and question why Swear I felt a sudden change since the day that Q died The energy is off, I can't say that I'm surprised Know some niggas living lies, sell they souls for a like This shit a risky game some will play it with they life That's right