Aye, Alright, Alright, Alright, Let's start this shyt up man

Got my dude Sickle Cellz rocking with me, You know, Put some respect on my name

This is Raw Emotions Spilled Provoking Everyone's Conscious Thoughts ya dig

But let's just get into it, Aye, Look

Ayo Sickle, They told me to keep it simple

Claim my style is complicated cause my cadence keeps the mental too focused on what I say through these instrumentals you made, Dude if they aim to break me down, Then this is really not the way

They saying my style is outdated, But they still admit I'm amazing

Try to tell me to rap like someone famous but I just won't compensate with them

In a way they make a good statement, But I'm one they know will never go fake it

I'll just keep doing me and be patient, Cause I know I've been destined for greatness

In my own lane painting these pages to pave my way at my own pace

Playing my part so peep game, Imma stay creatively doing it my way

And these naysayers they gon watch it in full display

As I get back to business, Witness Good Never Dies

Rise up from struggles, My hustle they can't deny

I done been through the wringer and still made it out due to rhyming

Excuse my pride but there's no stopping me this time, Right

Aye, Aye, Aye, And I ain't, I ain't have a hook or nothing like that for this one at least

But it's ok cause that mean I can sit here and talk my talk, You know what I'm saying, Like

Put some respect on my name, You know what I'm saying, Like

All tree of y'all, Nah but, You know what it is man, Don Dada

Good Never Dies, Let's do this, Look, Aye

They know of my talents, But afraid to give me my props

I think they hate the way that I rock this microphone cause they can not copy what I've been doing naturally

Can not match with this born skill, Just because they got popularity doesn't mean they can chill in this league

I mean the scene is so deceiving, They circle jerking to achieve a status that's been misconceived by the ones' who truly can't compete, Bunch of wannabes claiming they be spitting heat

But when I spark the microphone, They freeze up so damn suddenly

No wonder they don't want to be outshined, By this random guy

Who never got a chance to truly climb, Basically wasting time

Cause unlike these silver spoon rappers, Struggles was a part of life and gave my music meaning

While they seem to just be making rhymes

Saying anything they think is cool, But they some fools because they forgot the one major rule and that's keep it true, They confused of who they are and have to keep up with the ruse

Knowing I'm just being me and making moves with no excuses

Let's Go