Young Rappers (feat. D19)

Ask me to keep it 100 I keep it a thousand I'm browsing I'm browsing Scrolling texting Flexing through a mountain Of overly boosted bass pounding In london town and I'm pushing out music Like I'm begging for wishes from a fountain Yeah My accountant is me This is my life provocatively Positivity has been lost At the cost Of my mental state of mind I used to a have fun Crushing these states of mind But now i struggle To come up with a rebuttal To a battle self contained Within my mind But why am i Rapping and pushing on If I'm making music for me Tell me Why didn't I enjoy producing that beat? If i don't release it to the public Than I'm feeling incomplete I'm looking in the mirror But I don't see me Yeah But I don't see me Thats why I'm Coasting On this broken road Boy you fucked up Why didn't you Do what your told? I'm broken But I'm coasting By my lonesome Chosen by nobody to succeed I got that young rappers blood in me Young rappers have it hard Trying to make it in this game With those bars Rappers Have it easy once it's made They got people in suits And they all still getting paid Young people Listen to what these people have to say But if all they say is Gucci gang Young rappers Compare themselves to the contemporary (Im gonna hop back in) Throw your life out on the track People saying that its whack On the come up But i got no comeback I'm mad, oh snap Check this, check that Read up on the facts People make this pact To separate the artist from the music But whats the fun in that Lil pump repeats more words than he Writes for the track But enough that Enough of the slack Enough of the flak Living in peaceful london But its feeling like Chiraq With the constant attacks I just want to relax Im about to crack But I hold back For the sake of my well being Cause I am seeing That I am bleeding Without the help Im misleading Myself and I am pleading To stop misreading These signs Realize whats mine I used this album Just so I could pass my time Cause if all I got is more Than being alone is a chore Leaving me sad a sore And bored To the point that I'm getting ignored Which I can't afford After the energy that I poured I thought I scored Found the one that I adored So I hit the gas and floored Straight to the old problems Tthat I used to explore Thats why Thats why I'm coasting On this broken road Boy you fucked up Why did you Do what your told? I'm broken But I'm coasting by my lonesome Chosen by nobody Cause I'm broken Still choking Young rappers Have it hard Trying to make it out of the streets With those bars Rappers Have it easy once it's made They've got these people in suits And their all still getting paid Young people Listen to what these people have say But if all they say is Gucci gang Young rappers Compare themselves to the contemporary Artists (Damn) (Its D19)