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How this shit ain't obvious to you? I'm not even twenty-one My music be the snobbiest, somehow I'm still gon' get it done And I ain't do this for the audience, hold me down, I already won I know I'm dope as fuck, I guess I'm glowin' up (You are watching a master at work) (Quiet on set, quiet on set) (I'm using my imagination) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh) I blew out my chakras, I ain't need no doctor I be sippin' straight black, whippin' out the Honda I be spittin' this shit too fast, I can't keep a saunter I'm gon' give away excess cash, greed'll fucking haunt you, yeah (Uh) A bad bitch with the messy hair Yeah, I've been on my own shit and I never cared So done with the good for nothing The, "Why so sеlf-assured? You're bluffing" It's all personal If I fuck with your shit, you bеtter take it personal I'm murderin' any beat you send me 'cause I'm versatile But if I ain't like your shit, then you won't get a verse at all I came to vibe, but he just wanted to dap me up And I don't fuck around Boy, I'm leavin' that beat deceased, put it underground Puttin' in elbow grease, takin' back the crown Letras de cancionesI'm just makin' a masterpiece from my daddy' house How this shit ain't obvious to you? I'm not even twenty-one My music be the snobbiest, somehow I'm still gon' get it done And I ain't do this for the audience, hold me down, I already won I know I'm dope as fuck, I guess I'm glowin' up How this shit ain't obvious to you? I'm not even twenty-one My music be the snobbiest, somehow I'm still gon' get it done And I ain't do this for the audience, hold me down, I already won I know I'm dope as fuck, I guess— (Don't stop) Hit me double bound, I still be the one This shit goin' South, I still see the sun In it, here and now, I ain't gonna run To a savior or a harbor, or a haven Dope shit's never on purpose Tryna keep it controlled, it's so worthless Still in my prime but it's like I ain't been before 'Cause I'm never on time, gotta let that shit find me Give me a moment I'm dizzy off the sound 'cause I mix it potent So then I'll break it down into its components You do it for the crowd? That's a bad omen, oh (Ooh) How this shit ain't obvious to you? I'm not even twenty-one My music be the snobbiest, somehow I'm still gon' get it done And I ain't do this for the audience, hold me down, I already won I know I'm dope as fuck, I guess I'm glowin' up Truth is gettin' obvious to me, I'm not even twenty-one Music be the snobbiest, somehow I'm still gon' get it— (Get it–) Do this for the audience, hold me down, I already won (Won) Dope as fuck, I guess I'm— Hands start to shake and I'm thinkin' rapidly Bitch, I'm seein' the truth in my circle, just like it's alchemy Don't get in the booth 'til the beats are defyin' gravity Ears been fuckin' blessed with a curse to be the best on the Earth It's non-duality the way I lose myself in the method And the strategy is solid, I'ma beat it to death I'm like a machine, I'm diggin' out dopamine You're never gon' find it, keepin' it quiet Stay up all night and make the hardest shit you've ever seen I don't fold under pressure Yeah, whether manic, love, or depression Every body-mind shift, I'm growin' the vessel Half you motherfuckers feedin' off my essence Yeah, brew too cold, they need a refresher Yeah, I'm gon' wield this art like a weapon 'Cause I'm seein' past all the bullshit Pit me on the pulpit, pick it out, it's only my perception Now I decide To use this shit as a guide when makin' that fuckin' type beat And good luck findin' anyone like me I got the whole scene weighin' on my psyche 'Cause I'm desperate for progression Bring it closer to perfection, every session When we linkin'? Uh Pain poised when I make noise, cap get diminished I'm too advanced for the game, boy, I'ma need a minute (Truth) From Letras Mania