Scars Run Deep

This that beat go ballistic on Next at bat but there's no baton I've been demonstrating to the youth an inspiration I ain't really tryna fit in 'cause I don't belong Label me a genius like my name Ray Charles Did it on my own with no referral I hope that you know that up until now Been a warmup, man, I'm really 'bout to go wild Enough with the critics, top line gimmicks Spit it so divine for the next four minutes Back and forth in my mind like Tennis Who the hell are you to judge, only God my witness I need a bad bitch that go both ways Plus a king-size bed where my Queen can lay A platinum plaque and a Billboard, hey Wouldn't that be cool? You should probably clout chase I need someting to get out this slump With these bad habits can't break this rut Everybody so jealous where I came from Still fighting through the pain, activate that pump No disrespct when I state these facts Shouts out to Crypt and No Life Shaq But reaction channels simply won't react To artists like me 'cause the views not stacked But I'm a man on a mission Understand I'll advance with a plan forbidden When I write get hyped so amped start sinning You don't like my style don't goddamn listen I remember those days when I had no pot to piss in Know we've come a long way but there still is something missing Stay lyrically insane murder any competition Now I'm ridning that wave like I'm in Hawaii surfing Not a fuck given! My scars run deep, scars run deep Man, I'm so unique Still waiting for the day that happiness gonna come and dawn on me Wait, no It's never gonna happen How the hell did I lose my passion? Get back to the lab stop slacking Work best when I'm paid so savage Gotta keep running, gotta keep running With my feet on solid ground every time I come around I just gotta keep running Gotta keep running, gotta keep running I've been at the tippy top, ain't no way I'ma flop I just gotta keep running It's knick-knack paddy wack rapper with a six pack Even if I'm putting out trash getting my bag sorta getting sidetracked Tell me where my mind's at? Mental health matters, empathetic? Yes, I'm that Stop comparing me to NF, I am not him If we collaborated, that would be enticing Shouts out to the realest on the map Talking Real Young Swagg, Vin' Jay and Dax Tell your boy Sik World we need to do a song Bet we would blow it up like some fucking napalm B-Mike's dope and my homeboy Lyst If someone wants to cross me, be my guest I never would imagine that it'd be like this If I was in your shoes, I'd too be pissed Like Kobe in the clutch, I cannot miss Haters praying on my downfall won't regress I'm going H.A.M. with the multi syllables I'm far from original so dark and subliminal The beast unleashed, I'm gone to the pinnacle And when I face defeat, I'm kicking back literal Staying optimistic through the toughest times When I'm reminiscing, I don't feel alright So I get a pen and a pad, hop up on the mic Just conveying to the fans what my life is truly like (uh) My scars run deep, scars run deep Man, I'm so unique Still waiting for the day that happiness gonna come and dawn on me Wait, no It's never gonna happen How the hell did I lose my passion? Get back to the lab stop slacking Work best when I'm paid so savage Gotta keep running, gotta keep running With my feet on solid ground every time I come around I just gotta keep running Gotta keep running, gotta keep running I've been at the tippy top, ain't no way I'ma flop I just gotta keep running I've been staying to myself, I'm a lone wolf Agitated so I write up in my notebook Em paved the way now, I'm about to elevate To another level you can simply never emulate Always in my element like the letter O Wanna know how I've been? Kinda feeling low So frustrated, I just can't contain it Then I pick apart my thoughts, wonder how I'd make it? I'm thankful for the fans and support I get But the weight up on my shoulders feel like two ton bricks Never satisfied getting paid for my art bottom line Been a little bitter but I will meet bliss Every day I'm getting better told myself I won't surrender You're remaining obsolete as I'm planning my endeavours Did it all without a mentor then I made a little cheddar I'm a schizophrenic living with a short-fused temper Gotta reload, high as libito No time to talk, just hi, bye, finito Green up on me like goddamn casinos Y'all want the Smoke? I'm arsine so lethal World all around is just so deceitful One for the grind and one for my people Pray through these times like I'm in Cathedral 10K on likes, you might get a sequel