Recon

(Yeah) I'm not rapping for the feelings Turn my issues into ceilings I'm not slowing, pedal gripping In the fast, ain't why I'm speeding When I'm smoking it's like breathing I make money while I'm sleeping I can fall off combat what's the reason, no (Yeah) I'm still healing my heads Don't let any recon or any bitch Yeah, I see the YouTube comments, I'm pressed Off with your mom's house to talk a lot Not systematic, I drop a lot I don't rap fast, just backpack I was growing up on that underground I was trying two-five, was good I was in a bad place last year I was to the wars like they go So I was hitting walls in, that meant I was framed for this, came through (Yeah) Hit my lows and I hit breakthroughs (Yeah) I do things that they wish they'd do Took that leap dropping mixtapes and Now my checks making big boy moves (Yeah) I was here since day one If you wanna say sumth Conquer this smoking embracing, low bitch (Yeah) (Yeah yeah) (Yeah yeah) (Yeah) Chasing adjacent to my dreams On iPhones I write shit that I feel Don't hate me, not special Just grind hard Want something? Get that "Hard", you a bitch boy, I meant that (Yeah) Bitch boy, I meant that