Born As a Rebel

Born as a fuckin rebel Infatuated with guns Never claimed to be gangster Only portrayed as one Upgrading my cash flo Finally found my niche Taken the prize whole Flyin in this ship Phase through da maze Straight to the stage Yea we might wanna blaze Before exposing da fakes More than a hip hop thang Fuckin with major fame Sucker absorbing pain Going hard for my name Just gotta do me Not tryna replace nipsey He and pac On the watch For my heat to drop Telling me do it better Telling me get it smarter While I'm high off shatter Still moving up the latter Moving in and out a silence Maintaining in my lane Dreaming and feeling restless Winning to my name Born as a fucking rebel Infatuated with guns Never claimed to be gangster Only portrayed as one I'd rather die Than live a barefaced lie Making that sacrifice Just to make it right That shit I inherited Too far from where I started My grind I've projected Nobody getting carted Fanny pack on my bed Cash bag on my chair Snap back on my head Fat racks on my chest It's about time, get ready we getting high Gunna get mine, 50 Bill to my eyes This is how I ride I'm Never satisfied Although iv tried Believe mother fucka I'm taken da bac I'm not 2pac I'm not biggie I'm not nipsey Im the prodigy Gotta get more Enough to save the poor Through my core Heroic symbols on my door Collecting bars like cars Connecting rhymes like scars Break down go far Take down go hard Shake down o loard Down town so raw Paper Here notebook there Workin like an octopus Pen there,cap here Minds fucking circus No breaks Two faces My brain High raises Higher than Mars What a ghetto spark Higher than Mars What a ghetto star Afraid of the dark I'm the fucking spark What the fuck Homeis Homeis calling me 2pacs celebrity son Foes tryna throw down Better be ready to box Nigga I'm jayboun My fist are always hot Finishing off with them punchlines Somebodys got a busted eye Attacking straight from my mind When I rhyme I grind Back hit from behind I'm gone get all of mine Use to try to help the quitters Before they became traders No Time for sucker's Just saying see you later Born as a fucking rebel Infatuated with guns Never claimed to be gangster Only portrayed as one Recognize the hustle way Keep on climbing Understand a thugz place Keep on fighting My story had many chances Many more to come Early age money chasein Never hoo sucking Yaw steady counting bitchs Call the doc for cells Im Steady hunting riches Gotta a family to build Grinding straight out da trenches I'm well aware hell Down the train trail Past the county jail Benches