So cold you’ll never know what it feels like, Fighting night after night, that’s the battle of life, Blow the whistle, full time, All the powers inside Your own mind, And when push comes to shove you’ll realise, Only thing is that it’s more than you oughta know, Tryna blow before the world implodes, I chose a wife who chose to go to every single show, So when people tryna tell me to be single, no, Want more from life, Cos I’m more than a survivor, The spittin’ of my lyrics flowing like the Pied Piper, There’s pain in the world, And there’s pain in a tyrant, **** a deal, **** the artist that signed it, The real ones are unveiled when they make it set-for-life shit, Then hit up all their side chicks and buying all this nice shit, Twenty gold watches and still in a crisis, When I make it, imma take a vow of silence, Whilst ya drowning in your riches, And whilst ya drowning in your bitches, I was drowning in myself, knotting stitches, How you preaching peace but don’t know who your kids is, Whilst ya drowning in your riches, And whilst ya drowning in your bitches, I was drowning in myself, knotting stitches, How you preaching peace but don’t know who your kids is, My flow goes up and down like a river on a mountain, Know I’m different, these spitters ain’t got nowt about ’em, Thousand rhymes working overtime, My workflow ain’t too slow, so I made it mine, Ah, one day what you’ve built will crumble, Need to have more ego when you’re far from humble, What’s a sinner when they’re tryna be their best man, What’s a feeling when it started from some sex, man, Tell me your fears and your dreams, One day you’ll know the world ain’t free as it seems, For me, I wanna level up, been grafting since my second ****, Haven’t given one since the day I stepped foot On this earth, From my birth Til the day that I depart it, Poems are the most cathartic, Visions of a starving artist, Never been perfect, I don’t wanna be, That said, there isn’t no one that’s on top of me, Whilst ya drowning in your riches, And whilst ya drowning in your bitches, I was drowning in myself, knotting stitches, How you preaching peace but don’t know who your kids is, Whilst ya drowning in your riches, And whilst ya drowning in your bitches, I was drowning in myself, knotting stitches, How you preaching peace but don’t know who your kids is,