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Wizz Havinn Ft. NoCap - The Type [ F.M.065 ]

Project for a tournament.
Lyrics by Aeonsone
Production by V47KO

Southpaw

verse;
Yeah, 
I been livin’ like the mic might pop mid-line,
Heart full throttle, 
No edit, 
No rewind.
They said breathe  
I said fk that pace,
Every bar I drop might be my last trace.
If the booth caught flames, 
I’d still stay cool,
I’ve been real so long, 
I forgot how to act fool.
Ain’t no cap in my craft  
Just soul and sweat,
You can hear my truth drip through the set.
Every take a timestamp, 
Heartbeat raw,
No ghost hands help me  
I grip that flaw.
Got a fit too sharp, 
Denim cuff like edge,
Every step I take still break that pledge.
I don’t chase plays, 
I chase that green.
 I walk with Jane
Yeah
I done lost friends to pride and fear,
So I call my ones just to make sht clear.
Tell my mom I love her, 
My sis she’s gold,
If they hear this track, 
That’s truth retold.
I ain’t rappin’ for a trend or a sound to chase,
I’m speakin’ for the me that ain’t got no grace.
Every doubt a rep 
I bench that pain,
Built strong off nights that fkd my brain.
I don’t need no chain, 
Just a clean white tee,
Some honesty, 
Jeans, 
And accountability.
Whole world act tough, 
I just stay me,
Cause peace hit different when you earn it free.
Back in 
I’m wired like a live show plug,
Energy raw, 
Ain’t no post-mix drug.
They ask why I cuss, 
I said truth ain’t clean,
Life been gritty since before sixteen.
Got dreams stitched deep, 
Can’t rip this thread,
Every verse I write feel like thoughts unsaid.
I ain’t perfect, 
Bch, 
I’m built from learnin’,
Every fk-up just kept the world turnin’.
People want real till you hand ’em the mess,
Then they ghost quick like a failed address.
But I’m cool with that  
I don’t beg for stays,
If you dip, 
That’s karma’s ways.
Every L that I took made me run this faster,
I don’t fear no end 
I fear not matterin’ after.
So I spit like I’m talkin’ to my last friend left,
Heart heavy but the verse still fresh.
No plaques, 
No awards, 
I just want replay,
Turn the volume up when I fade away.
Let the bassline breathe like it know my tone,
Let the crowd feel what my life postponed.
Ain’t no statues built for the words I said,
But the truth stay carved in the heads I fed.
I don’t fk with the lens, 
Im more love for the game
I just write my life and attach my name.

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