By The Time You Hear This

[verse one]

by the time you hear this you done called me back.
yeah.
what am i saying? you know my name by heart but don't have courage to say it.

throw shade or whatever you call it.
life on the line and you crossed it.
keep my small head above water.
i do not ride on your wave.
you... bought a lie.
now you're outchea selling these dreams.

what's your reason to hate...?
we can't even see eye to eye with your stupid ass shades.
stagnant, your songs are the same.

nothing i fear in the game.
i'm outchea keeping my lane clean, you dirty ass snakes.
yeah.

i can't relate.
won't debate on who's better 'cause if i'm better than myself then it's settled.
tssss, here's your medal.

can't get sentimental.
i know life ain't worth a rental.
pessimistic is that a noose or a halo.
life is messing with my mental.
mirrors start to look like windows.
smiling is a different lingo.
would survive without a question.

i'm here to win.
only "L" i'm taking is a Lambo or Lexus in to the crib.
only time will show me how it is.
spit a verse or you throw a fit.
fake niggas, counterfeit.
not enough space for the fakes, hope the count will fit.
swiinta work in silence, keep it private we're still pocket rich.
niggas been picking pockets ever since.

i mean... niggas been mocking us now we're the shhh...

keep it quiet.
they don't wanna hear us coming.
they don't wanna see us gunning.
they don't wanna see us running... game.

you niggas lame... nothing.
sugar cane, stunting, fronting...
toilet paper gangster... tssss.

fuck it... hear me rap and it hurts.
i'm all up in my bag, but you got your hand in a purse.
is this a song or a verse?
i'm just talking my worst.
get my ex to solve the problem pun intended i don't mind being first.
blow your brain so the mind comes first.
wait...
i got a minute.
blow some racks i gotta whip...i need my windows tinted.
cream the only thing i'm whipping.
slavery's my gimmick.
man i see your niggas grimace.
i ain't grimace but the grill is...
open for you niggas 
trigger finger itching.
beats up in the kitchen.

whatchu wishing for, some digits?
keep it low you only see me when i'm posting snippets.
by the time you hear this i done found my pack of riches.
gone.

(who the hell said I got to like you?)

[beat switch: verse two]

shout out to destiny.
life is what it's meant to be.
cardiac arresting me.
i knew i was someone soon as i heard Ill Com making beats.
that man doesn't take defeat.
i'd fumble, he handled me.

nobody can take his seat.
still remember fighting for studio time but now we're fighting for power, ironically.
your friends are quick to expire like chips over night, i see.

this life wasn't wasn't meant for me.
don't bite on my apple seed.
quick to grow like they needed me.

you don't take advantage...
you get taken advantage of.
it's hood mythology, basic principles where I'm from.
that's why i'm good at lying.
that's why i'm bad at trying.
used to smoke for acceptance - that's why i'm good at hiding.

only tell the truth if you're ready for the world to hate you.
the best medicine will always leave people distasteful.
needed support but all you ever gave me was a thank you.

like you were never proud.
you never held me down.

[outro]

so watch me flourish.
i want life but it seems my soul belongs in a furnace.
call me ash when I'm burning.
call me ash when I'm burning.
ALL THIS PAIN I DESERVE IT.
IF IT'S LOVE THEN I SERVE IT.

facade. - EP

By The Time You Hear This (prod. King Com)

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