Dear Diary

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Dear diary,
Look at me now look at where I'm at
Makin' music hoping people will just here my words
Wipping my shoes on a rap house mat
Walking in clean there ain't room for a rat
Everybody see me and they wanna laugh
That's funny that they think my feelings will be hurt
This is my turf I'm no longer in the past
This is my turf I'm no longer in the past
Make way this a day that I come through
When I spit these written words you don't know how to top it
Only way I'm taken down is take that gun and cock it
But I know you wouldn't do it cause it ain't you
Try to act tough for the screen what a fool
If I see your name, ima hang it up and block it
Try to call me out on shit you never wanna drop it
Bitch hang up the phone you not making any profit
Yeah it's been a while since I didn't pick the mic up
Didn't pick it up just to put out this shit
I got more for the game don't fucking resist it
Cause give it a few years we won't be a misfit
Don't you try to say to me, this is my luck
If I didn't get success, why would I dismiss this
Ima put in all my effort till I get what I deserve
And I know what I deserve
Cause I know what I'm worth,
As a kid I used to think writing lyrics will be great
It kinda still is and it makes my a bit proud
I just don't like all the secrets that I found
That I hid from myself all this time in a cage
It's bout time that I pull myself out of my break
It's taking too long just to get out the clouds
Too much time and that's too much shade
So I sit in my room and write my thoughts on a page like
Who am I now!
What is my plan cause I don't understand who the hell I really am
Where will I go and where will I land
If I'm up in sky with my fans
Dear diary, this is not me
Do I need a back up or should I just flee
Should I just back up and watch how it be
If it fails do I really know me
Dear diary!
I've been up all night with insomnia
Thoughts killing my mind like the mafia
Keep on telling myself gotta jolly up
Cause if I don't now might as well get vicious
I'm not tryna fit in with the rest of these fishes
Bragging bout my money and my 26 bitches
Talk about my poverty and how I got riches
Keep it up, soon you'll be out of this business
When it comes to my feedback I'm pensive
Ima take it in maybe even learn a lesson
Help myself improve maybe even gain senses
To my downfall ima stay incentive
Working till 1 am back at it again
I'm a little fiend tryna be your little friend
Got a lot of shit I need off my chest
Ima write in my diary questions that I never did
I've always been afraid of death
I don't like the thought that it's lights out
Pipe down
Every time I tell myself you don't gotta strike out right now
You got your whole life to look forward to the White House
Every day I'm getting nervous with the lyrics that I write out
Times out
Now nobody likes em cause the lyrics dried out
There ain't room to rise now
There ain't room to try out
If you didn't make it then what makes you think it's time
Now is not the time to come up and tell me lies
I got me in my feelings now I put on my disguise
Isolated from the rest I write in my pages
I how I'm gonna feel when everything I do will die
Dear Diary

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