Stick 2 the Plan

By Tale the Rapper

Released on April 26, 2019

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Tell me man what has popping for these past couple years

I haven’t heard a single thing about releases that your planning to steer

Haven’t heard a single thing in a while

Haven’t heard a single track since you released all out

I heard you hit the stage with Hopsin, what happened from there

Why ain’t you popping yet your own tours, successful career

You said you’d be on it by 25 a big millionaire

But I can tell it from your views that you ain’t close to be there

You've been rapping now for ten plus years

I remember thinking you would never end up here

You would rise among the stars and you would bring us there

So what's been going on lately I don’t see what’s unclear

I mean you spit good you make good music

But your instagram account and youtube seems useless

What about the collaborations you said you would get?

What about the radio stations that was feeling your shit?

What about the major moves you promised you would put out

I heard you saying you were moving to the states or somewhere else and about

I heard you, play tunes, on a radiostation, while I was driving

I thought it crazy dawg it got me smiling, for real

But that'd been couple years ago now wouldn’t it?

What’s been going on since then I’d really love to know of it

Had to put some food on the table cause I was too much in debt

From music videos and studio time to beats I would get

I ended up with not a single dollar broke and with less

Money than any human being could possess with respect

Was either sell drugs or make cash honest

I chose the second route a day job to get shit started

But they just drained me out

On overtime but still don’t make enough to survive

So how the fuck am I supposed to make an album when I

Cannot afford to buy a beat and need a studio to record tracks

So I just tripled down up my time started to hoard cash

Everything was going alright, it all was lining up

My rhyming getting better and tight, it all was lighting up

My dream was really coming alive, still was dependent though

On everybody else by my side, for different parts of it

But I was thinking it was aight, they were my boys I thought

They would never lie or drop out, shoulda known better though

Now here I stand five years later

Had a relationship that fucked me up forgot what I’m made of

I made a track a year, No wonder you ain’t heard of me been gone for a while

I had to go through all this shit so I could see through the clouds

Had to be broken down for real so I could learn how to fly

I had to scrape at the bottom to kick my hunger alive

And then I got myself a well paid job, now I was getting checks

More than anybody around, but I was still upset

Something in me wasn’t right, still I couldn’t sleep at night

I had everything an ordinary man would want in life

But normal ain’t a thing of mine I want it bigger want it better

Started writing tracks again just rapping as I always did it

Still I couldn’t find myself a pool of producers who could deliver

What I needed for my vision to bloom and

Then I said fuck it I’ll just do it myself

Got me a keyboard and invested all my time to get well

I’m independent now I master all this shit in my stealth

So when you hear me on a beat I prolly cooked it as well

I’m even richer in knowledge I’m even richer in cash

Allow me now to introduce myself and stick 2 the plan