Made it to the pros now the floor feels different Whole new level everybody more efficient no weak links, free wins, soft position Everybody here was born for collision No easy games, days with no resistance Everybody gifted and got persistence Lot of names enter few make the distance Most fade to average vanish from existence. cant chase evry player tryna prove ur greater learn to accept the Pressure and mute that danger
Everybody runnin like their head gone speedin Look at the greats tho they slow-mo creepin U out of breath tryna beg for a reason I barely looked up just watched u stop breathin Nosebleed reachin tryna pose like genius I stay low while the room gets speechless Talk all u want I dont owe u a grievance I dont chase prey justa creepin no weakness
off to the corporate world cold and alone High school college gone grown on ur own No parents no professors droppin gems from a throne No dorm room game room safe little zone Just a cube and a clock and a phone that rings Office lights hum drown out the pain the life brings Everybody sellin dreams but they all fake kings Brown nose handshakes same dirty schemes How u climb that ladder when the ladder got teeth
Or matter when the room dont care if u breath or stand out when the loud ones speak And the quiet ones drown underneath concrete Watch that big-wig meetin when the air turns low got all eyes on him when the whole room froze Not the fastest mouth or the flashiest show One moves calm his world in slow-mo, there your CEO
Everybody runnin like their head gone speedin Look at the greats tho they slow-mo creepin U out of breath tryna beg for a reason I barely looked up just watched u stop breathin Nosebleed reachin tryna pose like genius I stay low while the room gets speechless Talk all u want I dont owe u a grievance I dont chase prey justa creepin no weakness
movin fast gets u far Cause half stay parked Other half stuck perfectin the art clock keep tearin their plans apart Everybody got hunger and a name to chase Then one by one watch em trip in place Highest peaks aint about speed about those who see and
Visualize every move before its complete Anticipate routes see their destination Beat em to the prize no explanation Looks like magic to their observation Really its patience and calculation
Everybody runnin like their head gone speedin Look at the greats tho they slow-mo creepin U out of breath tryna beg for a reason I barely looked up just watched u stop breathin Nosebleed reachin tryna pose like genius I stay low while the room gets speechless Talk all u want I dont owe u a grievance I dont chase prey justa creepin no weakness
At the bottom speed gets u noticed
At the middle speed gets u closest
At the top Speed gets u killed unless you notice u can slow it down learn the room every sound Read the fear attach leanin and stay Creepin
Notice the lack of greatness welcome the life of John