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Aka
I need a moment of clarity
I need a motive
I need a worthy opponent
No one can challenge me
Dearly devoted
Weighted for world on my shoulders
I'm focused on family
They focused on selling they magazines
Stuck in a fantasy life
Talking s**t till your battery dies
H*e you wanna see me crumble
Living in a concrete jungle
Take a walk in my custom kicks
Wanna touch this kid
You can call me uncle
I talk insane numbers
I like my paper large
Bunch of payed runners
Yeah we some shooting stars
2
Reason
You might see the life I live
And maybe think it looks nice and fresh
I mean sometimes it is
They offer me the nicer things
But some people try to fight with it and tryna bite your s***
F*** it I'mma fight to live
With every lyric
Every rhyme I kick
I'm killing everything around the kid
I can tell by where you're hands pointing at you already know what time it is
I came up from a starving artist
I'm way up
Couple number 1's on a couple charts
So I get awards
Still I got cred like playground
I'm reaching till I hit the ceiling coz I was beneath them like lucifer's playground
So when the fame just fade out
All the greatness remains as the same as I came out
Loud
3
Aka
Pardon I'm just doing my bid
To legit to be losing my grip
Mama me I won't let the media under our skin
Handle my buis
Plus I'm a genius and I got every ingredient needed to win
F*** all these encyclopaedias
F***** bout
Telling me how I should live
S**t
The bigger the belt
The larger the target
The harder they fell
I'm a product of knowledge itself
U might need a psychologies help
If u think I'm not
Then to hell
They talking bout pressure but nothings impressive
To me I feel so underwhelmed
Took this s*** to a whole other realm