Lyrics Where We'd Walk - Grimm , S.A.L.T

I've never been at the top of my game
Comparisons but we're not all the same
Tryna tell me 'bout who's better than me just to get on my nerves
You should stop 'cause it's lame
I'm Superman but without Lois Lane
I'm Spiderman but she's not Mary Jane
Swinging through the industry saving people with my music
They get revived when it's playing
I'll keep on rapping but not for the fame
Might dabble in other genres for the fun
Might pop a pill
A legal one won't kill but reduce my temperature
I'm hot like the sun
My lyrics're bullets, my pen is the gun
I'm hip-hop's Father, Holy Spirit and Son
It's a Lil Baby type beat
It's my turn
I'm the one that's gon' be called a "G.O.A.T" when I'm done
When I get to the top they be stuck in the middle
I'm hot like a pot but I boil like the kettle
Big dawg is in town ay yo stay in your kennel
Passed a decree like a king to his people
They think it's a joke but my punchline is lethal
Make up the story I make up the sequel
My life is so broad I say "to be continued"
No ending in sight the plot isn't just see-through
Marching like a soldier call me mariachi
Simping on the beat I cook it up like Sanji
Life is so complex but I'm not writing kanji
Hold your self-esteem it might just come in handy, yeah
Feeling litty
Hot like the sun I'ma light up the city
Feeling the heat but I don't need no pity
Surpassing my limits so you don't get chilly
I don't wanna say it but sometimes you gotta take the lead
Standing on the stage looking down makes you feel supreme
Getting one step closer to my goal I can just taste the dream
Moving on the board I'm changing everybody to a queen
Playing by rules is nothing hard but I don't wanna cheat
Doing magic with my very hands is a bigger feat
Gotta keep the vibe I'm pumping up the bloody energy
Surfing on this wave no matter what nobody stopping me
Yeah, no matter what, nobody's stopping me
It's vibes on vibes with my energy
Keep quiet, don't lie, you're my enemy
So don't you come around pretending you're a friend of me
You think I'm sick but I've got a remedy
Music makes my momma feel like she protecting me
Music makes my momma feel like there's a thug in me
Waiting to get out and display only the worst of me, woah
Not at the top of my game
But trying not to switch up
I'm keeping the heat up
This lil booth's still lit up
I'm upping my game
Can't keep my feet up yet
Not until I'm up there
Being called a "G.O.A.T" and they screaming my name
"S.A.L.T", they need seasoning like a new season of
Game of Thrones just dropped or they're at the game
And they're favorite team just won, course I'm gon' be the one
Once told you you don't know about the struggle
Started from the muddle like seeds in a puddle
Beam me a ray of hope
Like the sun in the sky so I can elevate like oh no
I'm far from home like I'm Spidey
They marvelled by me till the end of the game, no capping
That's just what happens when the pen dynamic
Poof like it's magic (Gone)
See like pouring salt to the water
They don't see the change till they get a taste of the unknown
Get me a space amongst the greats so the boy can blaze and burn oh
Hot like the pot but I boil like the kettle
Money or money men I'm stuck in the middle
Problem be bugging, I had to just beetle
Off on the radar I'm too fly like the eagle
No hunnies just money I'm bagging the ego
I be too hard on the beat like questions from NECO
Make use of the head when I'm balling like Dzeko
Hard on the outside
We putting more pressure and the energy
Looking for the top side
Workin' real hard so they can remember me
I've never been at the top of my game
Comparisons but we're not all the same
Tryna tell me 'bout who's better than me just to get on my nerves
You should stop 'cause it's lame
I'm Superman but without Lois Lane
I'm Spiderman but she's not Mary Jane
Swinging through the industry saving people with my music
They get revived when it's playing
I'll keep on rapping but not for the fame
Might dabble in other genres for the fun
Might pop a pill
A legal one won't kill but reduce my temperature
I'm hot like the sun
My lyrics're bullets, my pen is the gun
I'm hip-hop's Father, Holy Spirit and Son
It's a Lil Baby type beat
It's my turn
I'm the one that's gon' be called a "G.O.A.T" when I'm done