Fuck The Rap Game

6LACK

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    I hope the Sun come up faster tomorrow ('Morrow)
    If I run out of hope, can I look at you for the borrow? (Borrow)
    Stuck in this maze, we all tryna crack the code (Code)
    Ain't figure shit out yet, and I call myself a vet
    What does it take for me to level up? (Level up, level up)
    Is it a TikTok? No, wristwatch glow?
    I've been runnin' out of time, so I just might go
    See if the grass is greener
    I'm tryna pass the teachers
    I hopped out the bleachers
    Ever since a youngin', I knew
    If I'm feelin' down, feelin' blue
    Grab the pen, grab the pad, jot
    Way better than gettin' shot
    Still had to play with the fire
    Only way to really make it out
    We was hardly ever in the house
    I was tryna move up off the couch
    Come up on a twenty, hit the wing spot, split it with my dogs
    I was on my rap shit, wasn't no feelings involved
    Fast forward five years later, broke, but I'm five years greater
    Ain't have much, just prayer, pass me the rock, it's a layup
    Now I got a house in Decatur, got a house in L.A. ​
    And I'm still on a mission tryna soul-search, what does that say?
    Don't get distracted with glitz and the glamour
    I'm still the heart of Atlanta, so much when I named my daughter
    I even thought of Atlanta
    Free Thugger up out the slammer
    Sometimes it's hard to handle
    From streets to CEO
    I just wanna see all my niggas grow, mm
    You know? So free Jeff
    And free my brother Marz, woah

    Fuck the rap game, mm
    The politics is lame, mm
    I'ma keep on mindin' my business
    Keep on countin' my digits, mm
    Fuck the rap game, mm
    The politics is lame, mm
    I'ma keep on mindin' my business
    Keep on countin' my digits, mm

    Distractions, they come in so many forms
    Somethin' you seem to love, you're feelin' torn
    I got this shit sewed up
    Read the game like a book
    I see it, but it ain't what it looks
    Hit 'em with a shrug and a jook
    That's how a nigga gettin' shook
    Stayin' off the grid, layin' low
    One foot in and out
    They spin the block over fear
    They spin the block over clout
    The hood that you try to put on
    The people you try to put on
    They come in disguised as guests
    They get you right where they perform
    They get you right where you stay
    Leave you right where you lay
    I be prayin' for better days
    In my head, gotta meditate
    I been hoppin' from state to state
    On my job like a day to day
    Wanna eat, gotta scrape the plate
    Every verse be like sayin' grace
    Callin' in what I want
    Then I send out what I don't
    It's crazy, the world on a tilt
    But I see the core that I built
    If you need somebody to call, yeah
    I'll be here all year

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    Y'all niggas out here riskin' lives like this shit is a video game
    I'm mindin' my business, my name
    Gon' come up, I'm feelin' the same
    No matter the tone or the range
    I'd rather live, it's a shame
    Don't live for material things, but I like the view from the Range
    And I need some wheels for the Range
    I got a space with some rugs and some chairs that I care to arrange
    I got more dreams that I wanna make real, I'm a little deranged
    I'm countin' up like a HR, block anybody in the way
    Tax anybody tryna play, that's one way to make a way (Ayy, ayy)

    That medicine music
    Yeah, I'ma recommend using
    Count it, then bless it, and ooh
    For balance, they checkin' the movement, uh
    He keep his faith on his face on the worst day, uh
    And they tried to put out his chair like a first date
    Soon as I get over the hump, I be chillin' on Thursday
    Anything that don't kill me, couldn't hurt me
    Teflon
    Take big steps or get stepped on

    Fuck the rap game, mm
    The politics is lame, mm
    I'ma keep on mindin' my business
    Keep on countin' my digits, mm
    Fuck the rap game, mm
    The politics is lame
    I'ma keep on mindin' my business (Keep on)
    Keep on countin' my digits, mm

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    Composición: Jr., 6Lack , Los Hendrix y Jerome Monroe

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