Shit happens as expected, so I accept it

Face to face, with the world being tested

Trials and tribulations, try to stay at ease

Then it's back to the craft with some expertise

Try to master these raps, not for the cheese

But this art's in my heart, in my arteries

My heart stops when the beat stops, flatline

This is my fuckin' life, you think this shit's my past time?

Fuck that, I hold it down, like some duct tape, fuck face

On my way up like I jumped for a pump fake

My soul's deep like the bassline

Trying to take my fame, but it's gametime

So that means my game face's on, and the flame stays on

Hard knock life, if you play, stay strong

Cause the world's full of yes-men, constantly testin'

Your credibility with every single question

Confession: being broke is gettin' hella old

But I couldn't find it in me to go on and sell my soul

Skills to pay the bills, I'm trying to make that true

Submerged in these verbs, deep drownin' in the booth

But I plan to live with these adjectives and clauses

Damn it kid, I stay managin' my losses

Head held high, when I'm dead, tell my

Story to my kids as I look from the sky

But until then, follow my journey to the top

Solid foundation, not budgin' (budgin')

I'm tellin' you homie, we won't stop

So we keep on trudgin', shovin'

Lovin' every moment that I'm livin'

Given skills, not wastin'

Steady grindin', keeping moving, and I'm waiting for the placement

Exactly, perfect emergence

From there we go to work and we're operatin' like surgeons

Can't stop now cause I'm back on now

Gotta keep fighting hard, pound for pound

With the pen, the mic, and my life in my hands

This is all that I am, doing all that I can

Once the beat drops, and has a clash with me

I get a killer instinct with an Assassin's Creed

Trashin' these wack haters, all trying to get to me

Spittin' toxic through the filtering, it's nicotine

I hot box once I get in the booth

And I got 'em sayin, "Yo, that kid is the truth!"

Once my shit comes on, you can't stay in one place

Cause once the deck plays, I need a neck brace (hah)

Pass the soju and cognac

Get poured up, I showed up in a low hat

Stay on, Novak in a throwback

I'm a cold cat, showing y'all that I don't lack

These rhymes, so I'm pullin' it through

And I'm all up in the shade, cause I'm cooler than you

With the heart of a lion, but I'm lyin' where the truth be

Believe me, you see me on your News Feed

Oowee, I'm the new school Bruce Lee

Kung-Fu translates to rhyme schemes through me

So I set a line, creating a better vibe

So if you ain't about the plus signs, nevermind

They talk loud, but we ain't even flinchin'

My chick's a dime, I ain't fuckin' with these penny bitches

I'm the illest, it ain't a figure of speech

Cause you know that can't nobody do it bigger than me

And I'm certain that I'm workin' like a merchant with a purpose

And the mind of a sage, and the cunning of a serpant (hold up)

Patience is a virtue

Now let's bring it back home like a curfew