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I wonder if I really want it
Or is it all belief?
Will I miss the stage even when I'm standing on it?
Or in the moment I leave, will I only feel relief?
I wish for the initial, I
Wish that in the future the whole rock
World knows the letters to my initials
I guess it's only right
'Cause the music's in my blood
Watch these fakers turn vampires with the way they bite
'Cause they know my shit is good, nah
And I'm sorry I'm not modest
See I'm calmer as a person
But I'm angry as an artist
I got a lot of patience
But the wait seems like the longest
And the weight that's on my shoulder
Will it ever quite depart? Nah
Everybody's had drama
Life ain't black and white, Obama
Even if I rap tight
These record labels must be thinkin'
That I'm playin' hide and seek, Osama
My friends are always askin'
"When you gonna get a deal?"
I don't care if I don't get it
'Cause I know I'm fuckin' ill
Don't do a lot of braggin'
I just leave that to the skill
And everybody thinks I'll make it, but, but
But my friends are always askin'
"When you gonna get a deal?"
I don't care if I don't get it
'Cause I know I'm fuckin' ill
Don't do a lot of braggin'
I just leave that to the skill
And everybody thinks I'll make it
But I know I'll fuckin' will
So I ain't done yet
Nah homie, nah I ain't done yet
Uh, 'cause I ain't done yet
Nah, 'cause homie, nah I ain't done yet
Uh, got me feelin' like I ain't done yet
'Cause homie, nah I ain't done yet
But when they crown me the one, bet
That I ain't motherfuckin' done yet
Ever since I remember I've had the same dream
Déjà vu come nighttime
Played the fool, but now I'll
Label this as my shine
Labels notice my shine
I'll take it as it comes, pause
These bitches got no flow
Menopause, you been a fraud
I go hard, you're so soft
You won't halt my goals
I'm supposed to do this music shit
Who can prove the opposite?
Losin' ain't an option, this
Ain't some random fling
I put my motherfuckin' life to this
Like Vicodin, my mic avenges that rap buzz
Ain't so sick no more, I'm tighter than
What you might've been if my writing ends
But tidal waves at a devil's door
Feather to the floor and I'm off to the race
Pole position, a goal, ambition
A hope, a wish, and I'm there
Shining, blinding if you dare to stare
My drive is never runnin' out of gas
See I try to finish opposite of last
But I know that if I make it
I'll just feel like I do now
I'll show I'm proud, but in my gut I know that
I ain't fuckin' done yet
Nah homie, nah I ain't done yet
Got me feelin' like I ain't done yet
'Cause homie, nah I ain't done yet
Yeah, got me feelin' like I ain't done yet
'Cause homie, nah I ain't done yet
But when they crown me the one, bet
That I ain't motherfuckin' done yet
You see I'm, I'm never satisfied
My drive is probably bigger than yours
Because I'm, I'm never gettin' tired
I'm always strivin' for more
'Cause I couldn't care less about fifteen minutes of fame
I want people to remember my name
As more than the latest man
I wanna be the greatest
So no wonder I ain't done yet
Nah homie, nah I ain't done yet
Got me feelin' like I ain't done yet
'Cause homie, nah I ain't done yet
Yeah, got me feelin' like I ain't done yet
'Cause homie, nah I ain't done yet
But when they crown me the one, bet
That I ain't motherfuckin' done yet
Homie, I'm makin' moves



Авторы: Martin Falkebo, Pauli Sebastian Jokela



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