Waking up early again, I got the ambition

But I know that there is something I probably am missing

Mostly clear but fog is still blocking Sam's vision

Thought it'd be a straight line but the path is half twisted

Language has helped me navigate through many bad winters

Provided an escape mechanism and is the

Reason how I had the time to heal with bandages

But the light at the end of the tunnel's so damn distant

Try not to reply to the haters there dissing

Try not to compare to the other men in this

Hard when the music that I'm making vanishes

Even though I'm like the only one who's doing handwrittens

Half of 'em can't even read and write (nope), let alone breathe in mics

Though the melody that they be singing's tight, where's the multi-level schemes and rhymes? Just saying

I've been blazing all year and they ain't listen right, they was acting like my album was the Kryptonite

This time last year, man, I was sitting tight and ever since February even this is light

I really think that 'PUPPET' was the point I switched the sides

Drifting down the left path until I switched it right

Letting go of all these other rapper's strings and ties

And in doing so I created a different type

Now you gotta step back when I grip the mic

Lift to heights so high they gotta squint they eyes

I'm in the sky and when you're thinking this is bright

I switch the lights, who gave 'em all a kiss good night? mwah

When I came out, I was living in their shadows

Living in their shadows all the time, though, ay

Then I stepped out and now I'm spitting to the shadows

Waking up early just to write now, ay

Even though my work is still sitting in the shadows

They don't even see it half the time now, ay

These corners are mine, don't come creeping in my shadows

Don't let me catch you in my zone now, ay

Acts like he's on top, I wonder, is he hot

Bro, I barely get a hundred streams, guess I'm really not

But I know one day I'm gonna make the whole city stop

When I drop I'll be on every block like I'm the Milly Rock

I did a lot of work, even managed to get a viddy shot

Sitting in the dark even though I got the silly bops

The silhouette you got look like you bought it from the Vinnies shop

If you ain't rocking with the little rhythm, why'd you hit me? Ah

Oh, you just wanna critique

You confidently hide behind that wonderful screen

You wanna believe I'm bad and that I gotta delete

But hop on a beat, you couldn't walk a mile in my feet

I run it with ease, you haters only running from me

I can see the trackpants hiding under your jeans

I'm pouring the tea, I'm sitting back watching you flee

It's funny to me, I grab a fork and Bon Appetit

But I don't understand you bro, why can't you just scroll

If it was bad, you'd think you'd just continue on but you don't

You gotta leave your two cents, gotta comment the post

To tell me how you know so much about the culture I stole

How I'm only in this game to get the money, but yo

It's the producers and the engineers that profit the most

And I'm fine with that, I'm happy, that's the role that I chose

And ever since Wombat Stew, I've been the star of the show, but yo

When I came out, I was living in their shadows

Living in their shadows all the time, though, ay

Then I stepped out and now I'm spitting to the shadows

Waking up early just to write now, ay

Even though my work is still sitting in the shadows

They don't even see it half the time now, ay

These corners are mine, don't come creeping in my shadows

Don't let me catch you in my zone now, ay

Act like an ace and I'll alienate ya

Boys say you brave and they bang but berate ya

Creating 'cause I'm a courageous curator

I drop in the dark, y'all are dancing with danger

Concealing my lyrics, can't see in the distance

No boundaries, no limits, the void is infinite

They're never gon' see it and catch all the meanings

So why am I still tryna get them believing

Believe in yourself, how you made it this far

They all had friends to help make them a star

It's amazing the wave that you've made in this car

Just the page and your brain, you're made for this art

Gotta train and be smart, though the wavelength you're on

Is insane, don't contain it in, take it beyond

Though the shadows are hiding the trail that you've marked

Don't retread the same steps when you're making the songs

The formula's working for you, but your point of return is spoiled

Creativity needs space to be born and the verse is boiling

But the words are for nerd's enjoyment

Put your heart in it, when it's dawn and you search the forest

For a thought of a verse or chorus, just rehearse it more

'Cause you got time to make it work, but force it

Then this four minute hearse is for you and that's curtains on you

We aren't the same though

They see me coming and they gotta reach for the arrows

They all wanna see me be deceased in the gallows

But they're owned by a rapper, call 'em Yeezy apparel

We've hit a plateau

'Bout to graduate and take a break, Khalid in El Paso

Just remember I'm a beast on the track though

And I'm 'bout to craft another, so I'm leaving, retreat to the shadows

When I came out, I was living in their shadows

Living in their shadows all the time, though, ay

Then I stepped out and now I'm spitting to the shadows

Waking up early just to write now, ay

Even though my work is still sitting in the shadows

They don't even see it half the time now, ay

These corners are mine, don't come creeping in my shadows

Don't let me catch you in my zone now, ay