[Hook]
Education been ruling decades (aye!)
Life is too short to be focused on good grades
The world gets expensive each and every day (aye!)
Turning textbook pages won't get you paid
One finger two words to the fake
Fuck school and chase passion before it fades
Rarely people have jobs in this day
Ironic how we build machines then get replaced them
[Verse 1]
I hope God finds it deep to answer my prayers
My ego keeps saying I should rеach out to satan
I'm certain he would enjoy my convеrsations
I'm shaken by how he offers to trade my dreams
How typical
Nigga approaches with a mission
One thing worse than being blind is having sight with no vision
I can't be rapping about bitches
I want riches
I thought I sold my soul but I don't have any receipt
I need to be a celeb and get the fame
I plead to make it happen and bring change (Yeah)
I will get that cheese no other way
I know gawd damn well the best of me won't be the same
I wanna conquer the rap game
They said I should break a leg
Matter of fact bring these rappers I wanna amputate (aii)
They always say appreciate the pleasantry
Knowing well that artists think that we after their money
Fuck that I just want y'all to acknowledge me
Let me breathe as I share my story on the beat (yeah)
Even though radios don't wanna play my shit
Fake hope we get from emails they send quick
Can't find the woman of my dreams cause I barely sleep
I...uh ignore the shit
Voices in my head raise my nigga needs
I should take initiative and be acquisitive
(Let it breathe)
[Verse 2]
Question...
Uh wassup with niggas?
You motherfuckers disturb the hustle
No, you motherfuckers been faking the struggle
No, you motherfuckers been begging for handouts
You motherfuckers talk guns but can't grab one
Now every ma'fucker is ma'fuckin gangsta
Oh please
Y'all gangsta till it's time for gangsta shit
Song is incomplete if they never fuck no bitch
And they blackout on medicine (yeah)
They lyrics are slogans for benylin (yeah)
Don't tell me to be patient with no prescription (aii)
If your life was a movie, wouldn't watch the preview
True I hope that y'all never write, I mean
I just need to heal my pride
I mean commit less to suicide
I need to speak my mind
I just wanna be televised
Radios limit the chance of me being recognized
Rejecting my tracks saying submit online
Knowing very well they will never play my shit out live
Story of my life
Record labels sign you just to keep your craft
I'll take that chance cause I'm broke and not famous
If things go south, dare me to join an occult
Just in case they take masters, I take lives
Cause these niggas too rich but they music too broke
Talking shit with no value but your mouth is full gold
Make room for new talent man your shit is very old
While you try be all means to sound like J.Cole
Aii I guess it goes out to the rappers that you mimic
Imagine sending them your track then after they steal it
Imagine if I uh!... Fuck it
If I mention your name you wouldn't do shit
(Let it breathe)