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the strategy, the basic mentality is that I decide
I'm aiming for vanity, vanity, all of it's vanity
I've been looking for while and now I think I found

I've got a classic case of had it up to here
My eyes are glassy but I'm just not seeing clear
And you're always on my mind, but tonight I need to unwind

to do with external pressure, I've realized (what)
It got everything to do with how I feel inside
Had imposter syndrome since the age of 6 or 5 (damn)

Seain' Different

Pulley

Esteem Driven Engine

1996

you're on your own,
Another day gone by, I see it in your eyes.
Trying so hard just to please,
Did you stop to think seein' things different in time,

Constantly question whether or not this is a dream
Seems
They got it in for me
Now I live in infamy
Like Mr. Freeze
It'll be a cold day in hell if I

Epic employee blamed me for aimbot
It ain’t that just look at all the wins I’ve got
I got a decoy too many viceroys
Squad up with the boys we about

life a Shining
I'll flip you and your "stab-me-daddy-slapstick-gist"
Your spirit's like, "Keep calm and pass the buck to mommy, she can handle this"

the shit a Benz
You can call me
Like a Uber
If you need a lift
But would you
Do the same
Is what the question is
Got alot a baggage
I been carrying
Lotta

leveled up increasing my perception
Keep it a buck it's up you need a blessing
Finna hit the switch and disconnect 'em
Got a demon in me I'm suppressing

write this shit my reply its easy i don't write this shit cause half the time i be going off you think it's stage well excuse me for showing off hiphop is

don't use it just to make me feel bad
I got things screaming in my head
And sometimes it makes me feel cold and dead
We could talk about back then
I've

shit today
And so that doesn't excuse for me singin' the blues when I don't really have it that rough
I seem to confuse that my own self-abuse is just

the key
Singing out of tune, no wonder no one ever listens to me
Leave me alone, I need some space, let me think by myself
Or is that the problem, cuz I end

rise from this shit
Put my life on the line, I would die for this shit
Always been the outcast, now I'm the misfit
I'll be busy doing me by the time

the money ain’t there
What’s a nigga s’pposed to do
I’ve got a hell of a plan for my niggas
Nigga take some to make some, shake some
My OGs is my killers

to the promise
The invocation of the light is something we've got in common, I'm on it
I've been trippin walking paths uncharted disheartened by the majesty

Feeling are gone
The jig is up bitch
No need to respond
No need to talk big
Put your leash back on
I've had enough of your discrepancies
Your weak

I've got knowing that it's mine
But for now I'll pour me my last one

Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow

Get to the office knowing this is the day
But

feeling, i'm not there by your side
You got freedom, I got a wounded pride
And so, I won't be
I won't be an afterthought
Burnt out on your back-burner left

could guess
They asked me if I knew Shatta, they said he's one of the best
My honest response ended up being twisted by the press
He understood that, so

enough
But get left as bottom-feed
Stay a shrimp Nah not for me
I'm built heavy trust my gut
I know when you're lying through your teeth
Just excuses when

I think I know your type
I think I know what you like
No, I'm not your babe
I don't know your name

I'm in my own zone
Leave me alone (Alone)
Showing

enough of that, I've had enough
Yeah, uh
For me the stakes are higher up
For me it's my career, for you it's showing up
Acting all pretty while the camera

Have a rapper stepping up to me looking like iodine
Salty!
Really I'm chill, but got a temper so don't
Cross me
Just got a pack from the CEO, it ain't