The Clan -

Hit shots like nicks

Snipe a mother fucker like six

The whole world know the boy sick

Never get a marker it’s always a one hit

We killin' it for all the people that talk shit like klick klack bang

Know that I rep faze clan

People say nicks your’e the man

Hit em' whith the collab watch the fans scream

All money good

Able that I rap, we got it

And every damn player we shot it

People like ''damn kid your verses are retarded'' and i told em' ''I know man

thats why the fans bought it'', said yo it’s all real

And imma' do it one time for the people that doubt it

This is my plan, this is my life

We’re the faze nicks and the clan and the grind yeah baby that’s real

They tell me to spit some real shit, nowadays what the fuck is real shit?

Put a song up bout' a white kid and it burns, blowin' up, did you feel this,

man thats fake

Bullshit cycle in the music makin artists wanna' quit nowadays

Get this straight, Im seventeen unemployed with a mic and a fuck ton of faith

Why god why?

Why can’t I just be known?

Why can’t I just feel safe?

When’s my time?

fuck

Been three years makin' music so kids can relate

Bloodshot eyes, stuck under a rock, laugh it up then repeat just wait

My head’s high, luck, yeah that three leaf clover been along the whole way (uhh)

(yeah) Sit on top my limit to create, don’t plan on stoppin'

Read the headlines Cayman Cline won the grammy at age 58

Told my stories

Dont give a fuck if you pricks wanna' hate

Know I’m blessed

Look at my eyes when I say that this rap shit is realy my faith (uhh)