Jxckal - Paris Lyrics

I don't pretend to be cool so don't pretend to like me
You should know gassing me up ain't what really drives me
Sick to my stomach from eating your lies see
Building a legacy and impact what really inspires me
I got beats on my laptop you ain't heard that are number ones
Know it sounds arrogant but know that I'm the one
Funny how that ain't cocky till they know I'm the one
Guess the game switch when the underdog won
These boys assuming you need to give a blog an exclusive for them to f*ck with your movement
Boy if it was really a movement you ain't need somebody else to move it
F*ck selling units
If you buying two thousand fake plays for Soundcloud that shit is useless
If I'm on a song there's a good chance I produced it
Ain't partying I'm watching Pensados Place, you can hear the improvement
Yeah this that, do a 9 to 5 then 5 to 9 kinda groove and
No label we move this shit direct to consumer
I fear failure, but regret more
For every chance I took I regret more
Now my hand is rapping on deaths door
Left horsing around behind like a centaur
Ridiculous
This the life that I knew I was meant for
But don't tell me I don't know myself cos I don't
I'm only 22 so tell me some shit I ain't already know
I am young, I am naive, I probably buy a bunch of shit I don't need
I probably have a bunch of plans that'll never succeed
But trust me, hard work beats talent when talent fails to believe
Shout out to Russ, Soundcloud OG
Hard work beats talent when talent fails to believe, yeah
Next week I'm in Paris nothing lavish but work a madness
Like pour your heart, oh and pay your taxes
This how adults function time to face the facts not the fashion
Shooting shots like an automatic, no safeties catching
My father blessed me, role model just like his own
At 19 he bought a piano, that was the beginning I hope
I can make him proud with this and I can dead every note
His compassion what I hope others admire in me the most
My mother was the backbone when I need her close
Gave me the self esteem that I ain't have on my own
And when I ain't think I need her then, I'm wrong and I know
I should count my blessings lord I grew up in this home
Only child so my uncles my brother, my cousins another
And I can't deal when none of them suffer
I would make a deal with the devil if it saved them going under
F*ck, this too deep for this shallow discussion
These boys only wanna hear about who I f*ck and who I f*ck with
Hand cramp from holding the grudges
Trying to push my buttons but I stay quiet as a mouse call me Budden
My everyday struggle complex, but we all in our bubble
If I'm buying it's bar time, make every one a double
I'm turning 2 fans to 4 to 8 so know my 16s is trouble
Kids across the pond giving me props before boys that claim they putting me on
Their words hollow like I'm watching the don
Used to be King of the Dot, now we wanna be king of the dot com
Getting romantic about the ideals now like you Don Juan
Plenty for all of us in the allotment
But music streaming got it seeming like quantity over quality gon be a problem
People need to work on the options, tour sales, merch, branded sponsors
This way you don't sell your soul to make dollars
Hell, those just my thoughts on the topic
Off the hunt now, new song every week so watch it
Jxckal