Lyrics Strikeout - Drew Famous

I'm as inconsistent as the wind in the middle of December
When the winter hits I set up shop
I don't forgive 'em if they on the clock, I don't waste a single second
I flip to repping whatever section I settle in
Found heaven in the attic, made it out the basement
Built the foundation for the kid that lied & said he famous
I slip the cadence in the pockets, ain't put change in
I ain't changing for a thing 'til I rack dollars in my savings
For the ratings I ain't catered to the industry
I could crush the dreams of the competition in my sleep
Fixed between the shit that's been filling up my memory
Is vivid sheets in novels of dirt on all of my enemies, you feeling me?
For real I turned into a beast, I don't feel a threat from no one
Are you kidding me, I seriously got years in this, you showed up
For the free lunch type shit, for a quick buck, this is
The only thing that's left for me, like I won't give up that quick, for real
I'm on my first strike out & it's done
My team against the competition, us against everyone
They wanna talk about who's winning when they ain't never won
So I don't take the plea from no one, strike you out & you done, yeah
I'm on my third strike out & it's done
My team against the competition, us against everyone
They wanna talk about who's winning when they ain't never won
So I don't take the plea from no one, strike you out & you done, yeah
Third strike out & it's done
My team against the competition, us against everyone
They wanna talk about who's winning when they ain't never won
So I don't take the plea from no one, strike you out & you done
Strike you out & you done, strike you out & you done, done