Success

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Universal exposition, on a mission to bring change
Rearrange the expectation, make the nation see your fangs
The opposition quivers, you'll be coming for their ice
No need to apologize, just prepare the sacrifice
I'm tired of these phony friends, they take your time, your money
And friendship, then they take their dividends
They after the newest trends, don't care if they offend and if you need,
They won't ever be the ones to lend!
It's like I've changed, a different man
I take my steps whenever I can
No wonder I sit in the dark, all alone
Writing these raps with a dream and a goal
Success is not measured in dollars and cents,
It's about what being passionate represents
It depends on your hard work, blood, sweat, and tears
And stepping where no one else has been
I had a few friends once, but they all fake as fuck
You shit out of luck if you expect them not to suck
And when you drippin' cause you found a way to make that cheese,
These pussies be begging on their god damn knees
Please, give me something I ain't seen a thousand times before
There's an entire fucking planet I can't wait to see and more
I've figured out the algorithm and the formula is right
So if you're lucky, I might think about you on my flight
I belong in the freezer, I'm cold to the core, and when you get in there,
Maybe you could pour me a drink or four?
If you want to ride with me, that's cool but don't play me
I'm known to get crazy and a little bit shady lately
No more opposition, I think it's time to study myself because
Every time I listen to this new shit, I lose brain cells
Mumble, mumble, something 'bout bitches and weed
Give me a year, I'll be better than them guaranteed
It's like I've changed, a different man
I take my steps whenever I can
No wonder I sit in the dark, all alone
Writing these raps with a dream and a goal
Success is not measured in dollars and cents,
It's about what being passionate represents
It depends on your hard work, blood, sweat, and tears
And stepping where no one else dares
I'm like the Tasmanian devil with the cyclone I spin,
Spittin' syllables so mad, you just have to listen
Daffy Duck can't even keep up, got his beak in a bind
Dig through my mind, who knows what you might find
Is it wabbit season cause I got myself a shotty
I'mma head to the club and pick me up a thotty
The girls there seem to be hella naughty, so before we go
I'mma need to make me a pot of coffee
When I wake up in the morning, I feel happy as can be
Why is that? When all you do is complain constantly.
It's because I do what I enjoy, and I understand what separates you
From me.

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Kanvas
Member since February 28 2019

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