Just Venting

J-A-Y! Sometimes you just gotta get some shit off yo chest And put that shit to rest Lets go It's 2023 You can be loyal, bitches still will cheat Common sense would tell you just to up and leave But your heart without em's feeling incomplete Then you ask yourself man what's up with me? Am I not the person they want me to be? Am I not all they need? (Am I not) If all of me was not enough, why waste my time with the apologies? Bitch you don't deserve not a part of me You got me talking reckless like I'm Cardi B Bitch you the reason when I ride out My heart ain't never in the car with me The scars on me are visual reminders of all of the pain life has caused me But that was temporary It's the scars that no one else can see that still haunt me So I'm on one, no I'm on three when I'm on beats It's bar none, on my KC, Pat Mahomes shit cause I'm on chief I don't announce shit I just make the moves and get to this money cause the talk cheap It's Mortal Kombat on any beat So I hop on and turn to Quan Chi Cause I'm a sorcerer with the wordplay and the verb play I know I'm a lyrical gymnast since Birth I've been destined for greatness Some people can't take it they still have to witness How I'm changing the game People told me that I'd never make it You can see that they lied I know niggas love to hate, but I've grown to embrace it I can honestly say I don't mind I deserve all the credit, that card was declined Got love for the struggle, respect for the grind People see all of the links to my songs Some will see em and won't pay em no mind But I'm still here spitting these rhymes If you knock me you're deaf or you're blind or both But when I blow People will expect recognition for sharing my tracks a few times But that's not how it works My life could be better but it could be worse On all of my songs, I rep 21st Because they been here and seen me at my worst 21st M-o-b! (M o b) Til they see me in a hearse (The mob) I speak what I know in my lyrics This shit ain't a act, no need to rehearse (No need to rehearse) But when the cameras rolling I'm the same nigga That was rocking crowds at North Rowan Had a couple dancers on stage with em Been rapping since the third grade nigga Started writing in the sixth After my first verse, that's when it occurred to me I could make a life out this shit (I could really make a life out this shit) Damn, my parents raised a winner People throwing shade bout where I came from It doesn't phase me nigga I surrounded myself with some hustlers Planning on running funds up til I'm eighty nigga People could give a f*ck what you done for em All they care bout is what you have done lately nigga Damn, that shit is crazy nigga Yeah, aye, 2 1 21st holla at us!