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Mafu

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Ready, steady, aim
I'm sick of the people who playing these games
A knife in my back, I deal with the pain
Why does everyone plot on my name?
I'm living different y'all looking the same 
I must be a target for people to blame
You live for the people and I'm unashamed
I gotta take breaks, I'm playing with flames 
I was gone for a bit but I'm back for y'all
Gotta do great things, can you pass it on
They say I'm only 18, can't rap at all
I might trip and fall, but I don't mind at all
The only pill that I pop is Tylenol 
No drugs, motivation what I've been on
Can't change, never will, maybe I was wrong?
First song, ironic, cause I was gone
Yeah, That's how I'm living 
Don't want a porsche, I'm keeping my civic
Zero to sixty, now give it a minute 
I'm keeping a pace in the race till I'm winning 
I'm doing my thing 
I got autotune when I sing 
Will I kill the beat, whatchu think?
Rap is a game, I'm taking a swing 
I gotta wake up, my life is a dream 

Run up my checks
Tell everybody I'm coming up next 
Tell every one that I'm trying my best 
If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress 
You taking your shots, I put on my vest
Doing my job, I clean up yo mess
Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set
I'm tryna figure out what's coming next?
What's coming next?

I been tryna make moves so I gotta stay focused 
Can't stay close if you got other motives 
Gotta keep going, can't be hopeless 
I gotta prove what I say when I show it 
This my endeavor
Back on the mic I go harder than ever 
Never content so I gotta get better 
I'm giving my all when I put in my effort 
People be posting on SoundCloud, but they can't even rap
Then they want money for features, after you blew out my speakers?
Yeah, I can't be messing with that 
You're calling that rap?
I'm calling it trash 
Put on your song and I laugh
I'm sick of the people who tell me 
Where I need to go when they don't even know where I'm at
Run it right back
You are not hearing this 
I am not hear for it 
Grabbing the wheel of my life and I'm steering it
I don't even care for the people who live for appearances 
Look in the mirror kid 
You're not the greatest 
And Ima look back if I make it
I'm thanking the people who messed with my drive 
Because now I know where to take it 
Yeah, this is ain't no facade, I live for my God 
I cannot neglect the price I was bought 
At the end of my life he's all that I got 
Forgetting the people who tell me to stop
I'm cleaning the game, I move with a mop
I got all my brothers, I move with a mob 
I'm king of the hill, I fight at the top 
And I ain't gone quit till the day that I drop 

Run up my checks
Tell everybody I'm coming up next 
Tell every one that I'm trying my best 
If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress 
You taking your shots, I put on my vest
Doing my job, I clean up yo mess
Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set
I'm tryna figure out what's coming next?
What's coming next?

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