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Stuck in the booth, no new news, I need some heat
Speaking the truth, my speakers blew, from making beats
Turn up my headphones, y'all need to let go
Cuz day one’s coming up with me, liftoff Apollo
I ain't ever start the latest
I'm just cooking up the latest
Recently I been the youngest
But I’ll just hide that till I'm famous
Ion do this for the recognition, God gave me the bars and I'll finish the mission
Everything I've ever wrote, and everything I've ever known
Comes down to this, I'm down with it, I’ll hit a lick
Robbing my mind, of all the rhymes, time after time
Give me the pad, ill cock back and I'll shoot, shoot
Wait
I'm paving the way for myself that I thought I could never do
I'm making the hits for underground, pass 'em out at school, y'all already knew
I’m lost in the booth making songs with the crew
I'm still on my feel-good but wanna stay true
I keep turning up while the sky is still blue
But when the night hits you know I'm in a mood
Lost in my thoughts, there's no door
And I want it to stop, no more
I can't find what’s lost, oh lord
I been Flipping my lines, spin in my chair
Write something new, I know I been there
Find something new and I wanna go back at it, back at it, back at it
This new me is different, not like a crack addict, crack addict, crack at it
Hop on the mic, instrumental I slap at it, slap at it, slap at it
I can hop on a track with JPEG
And then switch it up, to laid back
I'll catch 'em off guard, like trump's twitter
I might get discouraged, but I ain’t a quitter
I never was one, for hard hitters, no
But it slowly shines up, like all glitter
No filter
We went from wrestling on hills
To wrestlin' the bills at 7/11
Cuz we couldn’t afford a single meal
Spoiling T with his daily Arizona Ice Tea
And being honest we ain’t had no cash when bums asked for money
It was a routine, but it was all so simple
But when shit ended quickly, we didn’t look back swiftly
Shaped by the area, shaped by my zone
A bone thrown into the pit of slowly growing hope
I know I’m not alone, but sometimes I think I am
I’ve grown to know the foes and homes to hold close
Both my bros know I just rock the same shoes
I’m recognizable you’ll catch me walking around in my baggy clothes
H.O.E, homies over everything, that's my motto
When I’m downtown need my company, all of it
When I was younger
I used to chase attention
Like run Forrest run
My trust was so abrasive
I couldn’t trust everyone
Life downtown
And that’s downtown
Life downtown
And that’s downtown
That's downtown
That's how we do it

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