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Talbert Swan
Talbert Swan
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Ayo, I'm going in for life like I'm Eddie and Martin I'ma make you hear me again like you was begging my pardon To be honest, I don't know if I would be ready for stardom But yet I listen to these rappers like I'm better than all them I'm tryna keep this heat coming like I ain't ready for autumn And get it cracking when I'm dropping like a egg in a carton I been busy planting seeds that I'm ready to harvest But I get too much in my head as an artist Yeah, I had my foot on they necks But I knew that I wasn't stepping my hardest It's a competitive market I was getting more content When all along I should've been working on more content Rappers fronting, it be like they got their bars on consignment And when you really got the passion, you cannot quit In this microwave era, they wanna get hot quick The devil wanna knock me off my feet, but I do not trip I'll never waste my talent, it's too many people not hip I'm like a good stock tip, I'm only going up So many beats I wanna kill, could start an instrumental hospice I'm burning everything, how can you tell me I am not lit? I'm coming out the blue with the hustle, but I am not Nip I'm the city's top pick I told them I got this And they know I'm good money even though I am not rich Can't be around nobody that be stunting my progress I don't trust too many people but I'm trusting the process
Writer(s): Talbert Swan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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