War pt.1

Yeah…

(It’s time to show out)

Yeah

I mean like what am I supposed to say?

I went from black revived and took the hova way

Saxophone and blues…….

Lil bit of jazz to guide my rhythms to the truth

And show the bros the way

Would carry on my own

Through my cadence and my tone

But ain’t no other way

I’m Louisville, I’m slugging shit

Been making hits like heavyweights

You doubt me?

When no one else help me I had agents tryna scout me

But you know how it goes

Can’t win em all

either you losing or you drowning

Salt inside the wound for Robert Downey

Since I was a kid I was practicing larceny skills

To steal a chance within a minute but my hearts on the scale

It wasn’t given

I put in hard work

And nighas say that I been tripping?

Living leagues apart but I’m not feeling any different

Shout out everybody proud of my success with no assistance

I was a dirty lil bastard

Taking risks with no resistance

But I’m here now

If don’t nobody know……

Then I’m the king now!

I don’t need a crown to claim the throne

Bitches Kiss the ring and bend their knees now

I struggle with relationships

I’m thinking about the ones that ima weed out

Anxious……..

Every nigha now either gay or playing gangsta

Stuck inside the motion, couldn’t save ya

Shit was easy as a layup

Focus on the fact that ima wake up

At the odd times, walking with a mug will bring you hard times

I think it’s bout time……

(I think it’s bout time)