Alarm Clock

I’ll be damned if I
Work a 9-5
For another guy
Then don’t come home and grind
Bump some beats
Roll the weed
That’s how I unwind
PS4 broke
So I took it as a sign to grind
Just a little bit harder
I heard kilz is out again
The east end got some hitters
And they really wanna win
Got the burgh full of cats that make me feel like a beginner
But really I’m a contender
Chip on the shoulder offensive
My bad
The same argument I have with my dad
Just a smart mouthed nigga with a pen and a pad
Not really into dumb fads
Ain’t even dissin
But you know how things go
Bold opinions
Make weak cats timid
They just want me to turn up
But Imma force em to listen
Like Linda Linda
While we sippin
We knowledge kickin
Dropped out of college
When I peeped that I could learn it myself
Only attended cuz they said they’d send the MacBook.
Come up
Cats get too stoned
I get just right
Reactions are too slow
I redd foxx swipe
Dummy
What the fuck y’all looking at?
Ed and Rummy
Sometimes I feel like Riley
Young look at me like Huey
I don’t know what God is doin
I just know God is movin
I just know I’m the student
A humbled class clown
Won’t back down from nothing
Take an L keep comin
Like life suckin
But fuck it
Like I’m some drunk shit
Won’t stop until beyond America is where I’m bumping
Won’t stop until I help the people end the Trump shit
It’s comin
Won’t make it bout me
Just concerned about we
They take a man like Nipsey
Got me not wanting to leave
Cuz folks do plot on the come up
And Insta is makin cats look like their numbers are on the run up.
When really I just spent rent
To make it out to a show
Where I make enough to get back
Some new fans
Add a couple more spins Spotify raps
I’m me
You can’t modify that
Cats mixing feelings with business
Can’t work if we ain’t really clicking
So stop
Respect to the hustle of all of peers
Even those whom are plottin
I’m peepin you niggas a lot
I’ll speak to you cats but I watch.
Your intentions for clout
Then I clot
Been on since this why I’m hot
Music is my life
Yeah I do this a lot
Yuh
Flows stay savage no pop
Yuh
Cats used to laugh when they’d say that I’d flop
Now they asking questions
I’m not really flexing
Not the same cat
Naw My energy bigger
The slow Grow
Dont show
Till Im deliverin O’s
The crowds like an orgy
Nigga what
I swear it makes sense
I’d explain it but genius keeps on ignoring me
Been spittin since the days of the fade
Played phife
To my cousins Q
I was chubby got played
But the music never left me
It seen that I could be great
So I can’t give up till I’m buried
Make the bread from the grave
Feed my fam
Lessons from listening to 4:44
Legacy
On this journey till the death
Please pray for me
Before I end up Kendrick screaming u at the top of his lungs
Lights out in the studio
Hope he don’t have a gun