[Verse 1: Jay Trilogy]
Started off in the kitchen, recorded on bad equipment
Now I'm makin' big decisions, committed to the words I've written
Like precisionists, I'm hittin' my target and that's relentless
I'mma push until I get it and fight my way to the finish
Competition is not the problem, what I'm missin' is recognition
They sleepin' because I'm young and assume that I'm not that different
Better quit it cause I'm on the (come up!)
Better pick up on what you missin' I'm positioned to be eire to the throne
I already got my crown fitted I (woah! woah!) I better switch the flow
So I can spazz on these rappers with a different tone
Rip the spinal column out an emcee then fold his torso to his toes
And it's just to show that I ain't lettin' nothin' get in my way
Spent a lot of days tryna' get accepted in the game
Been a lot of days where nobody showed me the way
I'mma do it on my own JTM all day!
Had my set up on the table I recorded on a laptop
And a USB microphone with a tri-pod
Recorded on Audacity was writing light rhymes
Thought that it was on, thought that it was my time
I ain't got nothin' but a dollar in my pocket cause I give it all
Naw' literally man I give it all to follow my dreams and to feed my family
Ambitiously I proceed and I'm plannin' to spazz on all of my competition
They all jog while I'm sprintin'
Decapitate em' all with these catastrophic bars I've written
And then I go cannibalistic and eat em' for breakfast
Scratch another rapper off of my checklist
I bench press threats that they throw at my neck it's
Survival of the fittest and I'm in my prime
Over the course of 3 years I've become so reckless
An adolescent weapon dissectin' the instrumental with a pen
It's like a blessin' when I write these words uh
Get at me when your multi-syllables give and adrenaline rush
To listeners like tragedy occurred uh
That automatic flow hit a rapper like (Blehhh)
Have his whole career lookin' tragic
Magic, pass me a pen and a pad, stat!
I bet I melt the track like acid ugh!
[Hook]
I'm tryna' play my cards right and make it big
Ain't no one stoppin' him you bout to recognize the kid
Been workin' hard givin' everything I got
Plus a little more cause they only give you one shot
And I'mma work, work, work until I get it
I'mma work, work, work until I get it
I'mma work, work, work until I get...
Til' my bones turn to dust
I'mma work until I get it ugh!
[Verse 2: Futuristic]
Yo, workin...every verse is perfect
Chasin' dreams and make it seem like reality ain't hurt me
I'm searchin' for that person or people to hear this urgent
Message I've been dispersin' cause these words come with a purpose
Nervous about the outcome, mad as fuck thinkin' how come
They got investors and I'm better but I, did it without one
A shotgun placed to my temple, rip my last instrumental
They think this shit's plain and simple
I'm strugglin' just to live though'
Tour life's gettin' crazy
And I'm missin' my lady
These ladies wanna have my babies maybe
I been on shit that's shady
Smokin' weed till I'm faded, drinkin' until I'm wasted
Problems on the back burner, I'm too busy to face em'
I been spittin' since age 6
Page rips throw em' away recordin' in my mothafuckin' basement
Never been the one to take shit, burnin' bridges I'm so committed to this music
Fuck all the fame shit
Lame kids out sellin' they soul, makin' a hit
Then record labels lettin' em go
I'm lettin' em' know that Imma' do this shit on my own
Pay my bills and my mom's bills cause I'm grown!
And everybody's definition of makin' it's different
I'm livin' off this music and I still got money to spare
Fresh pairs in my closet, fly my girl out to shows now so
Maybe that means that we are already there
It's awfully rare , you talk and get 1,000 to care
Discussin' affairs, and get a couple thousand to share
I'm all in they ear, I'm feelin like I'm gettin' too close
I did the most, I'll do some mo' cause I still got a ways to go so I'mma work