Life got me thinking so damn hard
how did it happen, how did I get here,
Why the fuck am I rapping,
All them choices I made led me to this position,
I keep looking around, for answers I'm fishing,
Well, if I don't own it who the fuck will,
Mistakes are made, gotta swallow that like a pill,
I ain't a follower I go off what I feel,
If it works out thats heaven if not that's a lesson my G,
I do for me, I do it for the wifey,
We roll together, we in this shit for life b.
When it rains it pours, learned that from fif,
But seasons change and that's the real gift

I'm always on my toes, moving swiftly
Looking to grow, past the unknown,
All the mistakes man they uplift me,
He dared greatly, be on that tombstone.

V15 - Past Mistakes (produced by An4gram)

Kicking rhymes is just a part of my day,
Like my morning coffee,
Igniting the fuel and now there's no way to stop me,
Unlocked me, like a special character,
I'm on another level, I know it makes you mad but listen up,
You could put the time in to reach this,
But by that point I'll be so far ahead I'll leave you speechless,
The truth is there ain't no way to teach this,
I'm blessed, from up above but I ain't tryna preach this,
The game is kinda fucked with fugazis,
People tryna rhyme, but in reality they're babies,
I been filled with hip-hop in my veins now for ages,
I'm one with this shit,
You man can't run with this shit,
Nah,
I'm always having fun with this shit,
And when I'm done, I reload and go again,
Like a gun with this shit,
Spitting round after round,
Call me the champ, the winner, just gimme my crown

Gimme my props
Cos best believe that I'm a great
And you're just a flop
I'm always on top
Like flows that I kick from the dome
I'm a killer on the mic
Best believe that's its known

Grimey with delivery,
40 below flow,
See the rhymes make em shiver G,
Lyrically, I've strived for the recognition,
Connecting words, riding beats never slipping from my set position,
Composure, bro I'm older,
Used be so worried bout others,
But now I'm standing with my shoulders back, head high,
And they Can't Tell Me Nothing,
Cos I've Graduated, living a Good Life,
Wordplay, like foreplay just a little tease,
Keeping em pleased before I give em deez...nuts,
Weak emcees are like a disease,
Chop em to pieces and what remains on concrete...guts
How else do I make it clear?
Like Vegeta Vs Yamcha
Bro it ain't even fair so let's just leave it there,
I've said enough, this isn't even top drawer,
Bruv, it's just off the cuff.