Armstrong

We rollin'? Cool Cool Cool Test Test Test Sound good in there? Alright Now look y'all This is the first time I've ever put my voice down on a track That I've released so uh But I mean f*ck it You know You just gotta You gotta try You gotta put it out there You gotta do shit Otherwise what's the point? Lets go! Ever since the second time that ink hit my skin I’ve been waiting for the morning of that new day to begin Too many of them nights been spent sat alone Burnin' through these bowls while I’m swiping on my phone I’m sick of this routine day in and day out Wake up, go to work, get high, pass out Feels like I’m still searching for a way to break out Thinking bout the times when I was happy just to make out With some riches, f*ck these bitches, all they ever do is hold you back Till they break your fucking soul like Bane did Batman’s back Think you’re strong? Prove me wrong! Haven’t been in this game for long But I’m Finna leave my mark like fuckin' Neil Armstrong! Every time I sit down so that I can write these bars I can’t help but think about my name writ in the stars This is so much bigger than cash, chicks, and cars I'm planting this flag, and finding meaning for the scars So, please tell me how much longer must I wait Before I find out the true story of my fate? This unshakable feeling since the young age of eight I can smell the dinner cooking but I haven’t got a plate F*ck all that shit! I ain’t about to wait! My idols didn’t sit around until they were great They used their heart, soul, and fears to break the flood gate Made themselves sharp to cut through this red tape! Moving like water, they were not defined by shape Strong as a flood they said f*ck the landscape You dumb motherfuckers they were fueled by hate So shine that light up there not every hero wears a cape I’m not fuckin' with y’alls shit as your cursing my name Cuz I'ma get the next hit in when I’m running this game When you see my shit hangin' in the Rap Hall of Fame That’s your third strike bitch, get the f*ck out my ballgame! Remember my name! Remember this pain! You checking my gains? You checking my gains! There ain’t nothin' coming between me and my dream You can either be against me or be joining my team Got in on the ground level we been swimming upstream Soon be sitting so high light my photos with a moonbeam Yeah but for real, I’m just trying to get a foot hold in all this shit Cuz I’m tired of looking up from the bottom of this pit So imma grab this mic as I continue to spit Cuz I’m coming for this world best be ready to submit bitch