Like basically, like yo
The first few songs did they go
Um, and I guess the reason why I ask that
I wanted to get an idea of like, your work ethic
You know what I mean like
Yeah, Yeah
When you work, what's, like what's
Do you, are you working everyday
Or is it like, Yo you got
Your times where you get in
Well, pretty much I stay consistent
Uh, Me and my Home-Girl, we be shooting videos
Sometimes my girl help me shoot videos
So we doing that a lot
Uh, Producing my own tracks
I'm mixing my own tracks
Recording my own, everything in my room
You know, writing my own lyrics
All glory to God, but
I'll put it to you like this
You made it on your own
Produced it, written, mastered
And proved it that your talent was
Untouchable, most patnas wouldn't
Jug with you, you juggled sleep imbalance
Increasing bundles of composition
And a way to show the game that
You ain't in a competition
Ate em up like lunch-ables
And never did you think about it twice
Primitive beast, innocent teen
Living his dream, you give a boulder
Hope in a construction zone
You teach an amputee of hands
To go an touch a soul
And I know you're probably
Wandering, pondering
Deep in your mind, mumbling
Jumbling, fumbling thoughts and
Seeking to find, the root of why
Your happy days are always difficult
And why supporters stick with you
They love you, I mean they love me
Cause I'm wrong in a lot of ways
I'm hypocritical, no pointing a
Finger my patna no blaming syndical's
Dealt with it on my own, I been in the field a minute
I welped to the saddest songs
I interviewed with the ene-mies
I switch my ener-gy
To follow the inner, me
And just to break it down
To know yourself is when you truly win
Then, you don't feel the need
Brag about the Benz' rims
Or the gift that God blessed you with
It's like the Pharisees and Sadducees
You less equipped than
What you thought you were so
Settle down and let the humbleness glow
You jumpin to doors that God closed
Long time ago, it's like a boat
Tryna set sail in a bath tub
You mighty slow, don't crash
Tryna force yourself into a lane
You don't belong in
You long to find your moment
But you can't buy your moment
You must incline atonement
And let your eyes be open
And recognize that your jewel
That doesn't need the validation
Of a record deal to shine amongst
The people in the nation
And even though I know
J.L.C. is pacing in the studio
Looking for an artist who is truly gone
Zone em out and make em wanna
Sign em with no warn of doubt (Like, Yo)
I know that when he find my music
I'ma be the top pick, like Derrick Rose in 08
Or wisdom over profit, see while he tryna locate
I'ma switch the topic, and tell you 'bout
The reason I pursue this rap music
It helped me find a purpose more
Influential than students in a
Class setting learning bout a
Decimal or a theorem
It taught me set my goals so
Big that others fear em
(When you work, what's, like what's
Are you working everyday, making new)
Never knew a patna that was better
Revenue I'm good at getting cheddar
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
If it's meant to be then it'll be
Word to Cole for building up a fly
Fella that he soon'll wanna sign
To die a young legend
Or live an old fool, no approval of
Patnas is needed, I done bent the
Rules a long time ago, rhyming gone
Open a door, I know this for sure
I don't need a tour, I don't need a mic
I'll travel round the globe in my Nikes if I'd like
That's just a preview of my dedication
People the sequel greatness in your
Sound-set system made a return
I burn, multiple compact discs
Full of my story, my passion
My search for glory, for a small fee of seven
Bucks to stay afloat
Thinking of days I wrote
7 in the morning to 11 close to midnight
Just to give light to dark souls
And to ignite my flame to
Show I'm ready to take it to
The next step, awaken You
Him, Her and anybody sleeping
On the sound, since the last round
This is my audition
D-Ville, sign now
Like, Yo
Your work ethic
All glory to God
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Like basically, like yo
The first few songs did they go
Um, and I guess the reason why I ask that
I wanted to get an idea of like, your work ethic
You know what I mean like
Yeah, Yeah
When you work, what's, like what's
Do you, are you working everyday
Or is it like, Yo you got
Your times where you get in
Well, pretty much I stay consistent
Uh, Me and my Home-Girl, we be shooting videos
Sometimes my girl help me shoot videos
So we doing that a lot
Uh, Producing my own tracks
I'm mixing my own tracks
Recording my own, everything in my room
You know, writing my own lyrics
All glory to God, but
I'll put it to you like this
You made it on your own
Produced it, written, mastered
And proved it that your talent was
Untouchable, most patnas wouldn't
Jug with you, you juggled sleep imbalance
Increasing bundles of composition
And a way to show the game that
You ain't in a competition
Ate em up like lunch-ables
And never did you think about it twice
Primitive beast, innocent teen
Living his dream, you give a boulder
Hope in a construction zone
You teach an amputee of hands
To go an touch a soul
And I know you're probably
Wandering, pondering
Deep in your mind, mumbling
Jumbling, fumbling thoughts and
Seeking to find, the root of why
Your happy days are always difficult
And why supporters stick with you
They love you, I mean they love me
Cause I'm wrong in a lot of ways
I'm hypocritical, no pointing a
Finger my patna no blaming syndical's
Dealt with it on my own, I been in the field a minute
I welped to the saddest songs
I interviewed with the ene-mies
I switch my ener-gy
To follow the inner, me
And just to break it down
To know yourself is when you truly win
Then, you don't feel the need
Brag about the Benz' rims
Or the gift that God blessed you with
It's like the Pharisees and Sadducees
You less equipped than
What you thought you were so
Settle down and let the humbleness glow
You jumpin to doors that God closed
Long time ago, it's like a boat
Tryna set sail in a bath tub
You mighty slow, don't crash
Tryna force yourself into a lane
You don't belong in
You long to find your moment
But you can't buy your moment
You must incline atonement
And let your eyes be open
And recognize that your jewel
That doesn't need the validation
Of a record deal to shine amongst
The people in the nation
And even though I know
J.L.C. is pacing in the studio
Looking for an artist who is truly gone
Zone em out and make em wanna
Sign em with no warn of doubt (Like, Yo)
I know that when he find my music
I'ma be the top pick, like Derrick Rose in 08
Or wisdom over profit, see while he tryna locate
I'ma switch the topic, and tell you 'bout
The reason I pursue this rap music
It helped me find a purpose more
Influential than students in a
Class setting learning bout a
Decimal or a theorem
It taught me set my goals so
Big that others fear em
(When you work, what's, like what's
Are you working everyday, making new)
Never knew a patna that was better
Revenue I'm good at getting cheddar
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
If it's meant to be then it'll be
Word to Cole for building up a fly
Fella that he soon'll wanna sign
To die a young legend
Or live an old fool, no approval of
Patnas is needed, I done bent the
Rules a long time ago, rhyming gone
Open a door, I know this for sure
I don't need a tour, I don't need a mic
I'll travel round the globe in my Nikes if I'd like
That's just a preview of my dedication
People the sequel greatness in your
Sound-set system made a return
I burn, multiple compact discs
Full of my story, my passion
My search for glory, for a small fee of seven
Bucks to stay afloat
Thinking of days I wrote
7 in the morning to 11 close to midnight
Just to give light to dark souls
And to ignite my flame to
Show I'm ready to take it to
The next step, awaken You
Him, Her and anybody sleeping
On the sound, since the last round
This is my audition
D-Ville, sign now
Like, Yo
Your work ethic
All glory to God
The first few songs did they go
Um, and I guess the reason why I ask that
I wanted to get an idea of like, your work ethic
You know what I mean like
Yeah, Yeah
When you work, what's, like what's
Do you, are you working everyday
Or is it like, Yo you got
Your times where you get in
Well, pretty much I stay consistent
Uh, Me and my Home-Girl, we be shooting videos
Sometimes my girl help me shoot videos
So we doing that a lot
Uh, Producing my own tracks
I'm mixing my own tracks
Recording my own, everything in my room
You know, writing my own lyrics
All glory to God, but
I'll put it to you like this
You made it on your own
Produced it, written, mastered
And proved it that your talent was
Untouchable, most patnas wouldn't
Jug with you, you juggled sleep imbalance
Increasing bundles of composition
And a way to show the game that
You ain't in a competition
Ate em up like lunch-ables
And never did you think about it twice
Primitive beast, innocent teen
Living his dream, you give a boulder
Hope in a construction zone
You teach an amputee of hands
To go an touch a soul
And I know you're probably
Wandering, pondering
Deep in your mind, mumbling
Jumbling, fumbling thoughts and
Seeking to find, the root of why
Your happy days are always difficult
And why supporters stick with you
They love you, I mean they love me
Cause I'm wrong in a lot of ways
I'm hypocritical, no pointing a
Finger my patna no blaming syndical's
Dealt with it on my own, I been in the field a minute
I welped to the saddest songs
I interviewed with the ene-mies
I switch my ener-gy
To follow the inner, me
And just to break it down
To know yourself is when you truly win
Then, you don't feel the need
Brag about the Benz' rims
Or the gift that God blessed you with
It's like the Pharisees and Sadducees
You less equipped than
What you thought you were so
Settle down and let the humbleness glow
You jumpin to doors that God closed
Long time ago, it's like a boat
Tryna set sail in a bath tub
You mighty slow, don't crash
Tryna force yourself into a lane
You don't belong in
You long to find your moment
But you can't buy your moment
You must incline atonement
And let your eyes be open
And recognize that your jewel
That doesn't need the validation
Of a record deal to shine amongst
The people in the nation
And even though I know
J.L.C. is pacing in the studio
Looking for an artist who is truly gone
Zone em out and make em wanna
Sign em with no warn of doubt (Like, Yo)
I know that when he find my music
I'ma be the top pick, like Derrick Rose in 08
Or wisdom over profit, see while he tryna locate
I'ma switch the topic, and tell you 'bout
The reason I pursue this rap music
It helped me find a purpose more
Influential than students in a
Class setting learning bout a
Decimal or a theorem
It taught me set my goals so
Big that others fear em
(When you work, what's, like what's
Are you working everyday, making new)
Never knew a patna that was better
Revenue I'm good at getting cheddar
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
If it's meant to be then it'll be
Word to Cole for building up a fly
Fella that he soon'll wanna sign
To die a young legend
Or live an old fool, no approval of
Patnas is needed, I done bent the
Rules a long time ago, rhyming gone
Open a door, I know this for sure
I don't need a tour, I don't need a mic
I'll travel round the globe in my Nikes if I'd like
That's just a preview of my dedication
People the sequel greatness in your
Sound-set system made a return
I burn, multiple compact discs
Full of my story, my passion
My search for glory, for a small fee of seven
Bucks to stay afloat
Thinking of days I wrote
7 in the morning to 11 close to midnight
Just to give light to dark souls
And to ignite my flame to
Show I'm ready to take it to
The next step, awaken You
Him, Her and anybody sleeping
On the sound, since the last round
This is my audition
D-Ville, sign now
Like, Yo
Your work ethic
All glory to God
Writer: Jordan Lyles
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid