My Lane

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Okay whoo okay whoa whoa okay okay
Half these rappers mention cars all luxury n' shit
Lambo rarri Benz n' hardly none of them even drive stick

If you can't see I'm in my lane you must be outta focus
And I know that I got myself until my casket closes
Yeah some would pay to see you fall off all without a notice
That's why in spite the hate I write create like rap Beethoven

What has our generation to show
Originality has taken a blow
They either puttin' on a mask or they rap but
Everybody rappin' just like J. Cole
Some when it comes to flow we know they straight mumble
Stumble through a verse rehearsed till it crumbles
Man they all the same copies of these rappers on the tv screens
That's why when I write I switch up the routine
Good thing my heads on straight
I never look back victory is all I face
It is in my future future's in tatters so I brought some sutures
Losers that hate I hope you all get neutered
Hope you can sway your fate today or sooner yah
Okay with the music imma symbiote well known
To go ahead and hit a track with flows I'm on tap like that
Flow without foam got substance straight fluid if only you knew it
I am really to proven rap all day no cap so now I gotta ask
Why such a long face don't tell me that you mad
This is what happens when you lackin focus
Look at the mirror and maybe you notice

If you can't see I'm in my lane you must be outta focus
And I know that I got myself until my casket closes
Yeah some would pay to see you fall off all without a notice
That's why in spite the hate I write create like rap Beethoven

Sometimes I'm just like Bill Nye
Sometimes she's all like Kill Bill
Sometimes it's hard to get by
Most times I need a chill pill
I feel ill when on the mic and away from life
Also when in life well away from the mic
But I know I'm alright shit am I alright
If I'm not alt right and I'm not con left
Do I have a place? Yes I do most def
If I'm on cloud nine I can't fall from a cliff
Never fell on my face this my lane don't trip
I'm an artist and martyr in a plain concept
Doin' music for the love and myself I guess yes
This is myself I attest don't let my shine get you stressed
But still my come up is yet I'll bounty hunt for it I'm Boba Fett
Sometimes I'm a good guy
Sometimes she's all like kill guys
Sometimes I start to feel ill
Most times I need a chill pill
I feel ill when on the mic and away from life
Also when in life well away from the mic cause
Half these rappers mention cars all luxury n' shit
Lambo rarri Benz n' hardly none of them even drive stick
Half these rappers mention cars all luxury n' shit
Lambo rarri Benz n' hardly none of them even drive stick

If you can't see I'm in my lane you must be outta focus
And I know that I got myself until my casket closes
Yeah some would pay to see you fall off all without a notice
That's why in spite the hate I write create like rap Beethoven

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