Don’t Hold Your Applause

[Verse 1]

I had rough beginnings, that shit made me humble

When they handed me the ball, I knew to never fumble

I knew some boxers, yea taught myself how to rumble

Bunch of carnivores in the game, it's a motherfucking jungle

But I'm used to the pressure, life's a bitch so undress her

I step into the building, make em cheer with no effort

I'm on my second lecture, Passion, Pain, and the Pleasure

Pulling triggers for figures, and you can feel the texture

The painted pictures of listeners, we're all second guessing

You come into my life, your either a blessing or a lesson

And I speak with honor, come feel my admiration

And I admire the haters, who never took a vacation

The time never wasted, but fuck a management

Rappers being dinner plated, doing all these damages

Tryna save the game, first aide for these bandages

Call me Tony La Russa, she love the way I manage her

Make sure they always talk of me

Make sure these bitches fall for me

Make sure to give them my all

And now they know that I'm on

Don't ever hold your applause for me

And ay ay ay...

Don't ever hold your applause for me

I speak in Diamond terms, never natural shit

Crystal balling I can tell what ya future is

Will they let you in, it's all new to the kid

Your fairy tales (tells) stories and she can make you believe in it

I'm kinda Adolf to a nation, rap genocide

Got soldiers that'll kill, they been die to ride

Speak obituaries, they was legendary

Show no love like I never heard of February

I ain't God, but niggas pray on me on like Genuflect

Claim that I'mma traitor, say I'm Arnold to this Benedict

Subliminals be indirect, cross that off that's incorrect

Ain't nobody the same, but we all got fucking intellect

M.Wade