Scars Run Deep - Problematic

This that beat go ballistic on

Next at bat but there’s no baton

I’ve been demonstrating to the youth an inspiration

I ain’t really tryna fit in cause I don’t belong

Label me a genius like my name Ray Charles

Did it on my own with no referral

I hope that you know that up until now

Been a warmup man I’m really 'bout to go wild

Enough with the critics, top line gimmicks

Spit it so divine for the next 4 minutes

Back and forth in my mind like tennis

Who the hell are you to judge, only God my witness

I need a bad bitch that go both ways

Plus a king size bed where my queen can lay

A platinum plaque and a Billboard?

Hey!

Wouldn’t that be cool?

You should probably clout chase

I need something to get out this slump

With these bad habits can’t break this rut

Everybody so jealous where I come from

Still fighting through the pain activate that pump

No disrespect when I state these facts

Shouts out to Crypt and No Life Shaq

But reaction channels simply won’t react

To artists like me cause the views not stacked

But I’m a man on a mission

Understand I’ll advance with a plan that’s forbidden

When I write get hyped so amped start sinning

You don’t like my style?

Don’t God damn listen

I remember those days when I had no pot to piss in

Know we’ve come a long way but there still is something missing

Stay lyrically insane murder any competition

Now I’m riding that wave like I’m in Hawaii surfing

(Not a fuck given!)

My scars run deep

Scars run deep

Man I’m so unique

Still waiting for the day that happiness gonna come and dawn on me

Wait no…

It’s never gonna happen

How the hell did I lose my passion?

Get back to the lab stop slacking

Work best when I’m pissed so savage

Gotta keep running

Gotta keep running

With my feet on solid ground every time I come around

I just gotta keep running

Gotta keep running

Gotta keep running

I’ve been at the tippy top

Ain’t no way Ima flop

I just gotta keep running

It’s Nic nac paddy wac rapper with a six pack

Even if I’m putting out trash getting my bag

Sorta getting sidetracked

Tell me where my mind’s at?

Mental health matters, empathetic?

Yes I’m that

Stop comparing me to NF, I am not him

If we collaborated that would be enticing

Shouts out to the realest on the map

Talking Real Young Swagg, Vin Jay and Dax

Tell your boy Sik World we needa do a song

Bet we would blow it up like some fucking napalm

B-Mike's dope and my homeboy Lyst

If someone wants to cross me be my guest

I never would imagine that it’d be like this

If I was in your shoes I’d too be pissed

Like Kobe in the clutch I cannot miss

Haters praying on my downfall, won’t regress

I’m… going H.A.M.

with the multi syllables

I’m far from original so dark and subliminal

The beast unleashed I’m gone to the pinnacle

And when I face defeat I’m kicking back literal

Staying optimistic through the toughest times

When I’m reminiscing I don’t feel alright

So I get a pen and pad, hop up on the mic

Just conveying to the fans what my life is truly like (Uh)

My scars run deep

Scars run deep

Man I’m so unique

Still waiting for the day that happiness gonna come and dawn on me

Wait no…

It’s never gonna happen

How the hell did I lose my passion?

Get back to the lab stop slacking

Work best when I’m pissed so savage

Gotta keep running

Gotta keep running

With my feet on solid ground every time I come around

I just gotta keep running

Gotta keep running

Gotta keep running

I’ve been at the tippy top

Ain’t no way Ima flop

I just gotta keep running

I’ve been staying to myself I’m a lone wolf

Agitated so I write up in my notebook

Em paved the way, now I’m about to elevate

To another level you can simply never emulate

Always in my element like the letter O

Wanna know how I’ve been?

Kinda feeling low

So frustrated I just can’t contain it

Then I pick apart my thoughts wonder how I’d make it?!

I’m thankful for the fans and support I get

But the weight up on my shoulders feel like two ton bricks

Never satisfied getting paid for my art, bottom line

Been a little bitter but I will meet bliss

Everyday I’m getting better told myself I won’t surrender

You’re remaining obsolete as I’m planning my endeavours

Did it all without a mentor then I made a little cheddar

I’m a schizophrenic living with a short fused temper

Gotta reload high as libido

No time to talk, just hi, bye, finito

Green up on me like God damn casinos

Y’all want the smoke?

I’m arsine so lethal

World all around is just so deceitful

One for the grind and one for my people

Pray through these times like I’m in cathedral

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