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Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out darling

Yeah, yeah
When I do it on the mic, it's my destiny
Just know that I'm giving you the best of me
'Till the death of me, got the recipe
To bring shit another lever such as this
I'm beggin' you to let me show you what I'm born to be
And that's a might kill 'em when I'm on the beat
All I wanna do is ryhme and lived comfortably
Tryna heal through my lyrics, so be bumpin' me
From the heart I speak, do it humbly
But see, I cannot do this alone

I need you to want me, to grow and get known
Know that I got this, I love to perform
Put my heart in everything, give life per term
To every listener you hold my shine
My mind got no limitations
On the ground I've been so patient
Now, I'm beggin'

Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out darling

Sit back and I think how life could go
It can be gone in a flash, click
So everybody go, got to live a dream
If I don't, I'm only gonna sick
I know i'm dope, but what does y'all think?
Hangin' on a hope while I'm tryna do my thing
Tryna stay afloat, life brings pain
Late night tears ignite my flame
I'd to face fears and embrace my chains
I was bent down, had to break your chains

Made my sound, stayed in my lane
Sacrificed things, never did I complain
So much shit lays heavy on the brain
Just might spit 'till I'm goin' insane
Man, I'm beggin' be glad that I stepped in
Hip hop is my affection
But the time's less y'all feel connection
Just a young man tryna get above the rest
And never saw the grand, temptation crapped in
But I stay straight for gettiin' arrested

My wish was tested but I contest it
They want my focus, wake 'em up like foggers
Will power, can we press forward this?
Freeze mics, my flow be the coldest
I'm tryna stay strong and write these songs
Told my fans that I wouldn't take long
Sick of the struggle, now I gotta move up
Hate me or wish me goodluck

Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out darling

Yeah
Don't doubt my past in this rap
And I literally be admitted to a clinic whenever I spit
Those who doubt it, now gon' see
When I'm beggin' in the believers
Like I'm homeless on the street
Since 16 this was the vision I had
Every single day I put my pain in on a pad
In the centre attitude I get the feedback
Told 'em that I need that, want back
Gun it down I spit crack

Now I'm gunin' for the top, because you lack
It everything that I've got, no turnin' back
It's now or never, can't do with the world on my mac
Y'all PCs freeze all contact
But out of my hand, leave it to the fans
Told y'all the plans, so now I'm beggin'

Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out darling

Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out darling

If I'd learned one thing
Is that life is about choices
Yeah

Born in '89, evening was deep as a winter
What you considered rappers I considered feasible dinners
I kill 'em when I'm on this mic, can't let in the villain
And when I stand up on this zone, see me reaching my zone
So while they're watchin', I pick apart this beat I can torn
'Cause every artist in my generation is watchin' the throne
So while they do that, I focus on the music and flow
Bound to get known, felt like crack rockets go
Actually, this my motivation
I just sittin' and hopin', wishin' and prayin', I'll slam one day I'll blow

You rappers kill me with you talkin' got a dream that needs chasing
No matter what you tell me ain't no doubt in me, I can make it
See, life's about choices and this one's still learning
I decided in a booth it's where I wanna be earning
Such a commodity when I'm rapping I get lost in these verses
I'd never sold drugs, yet alone snatch any purses
Price of living was perfect, no drug dealer was lurking
No crack teams were hurtin', no gun shot emerging, nothing
But on a flip side I forever have to live it
The living in the hood had me thinkin' what's different

Choices would have been made a lotta stupid decisions
Broke out the yard a necessity, ain't no luxery living, just
And I've been tryin' make a buck by sellin' it, way
And nine to five ain't the option, there's so much cake in the street
And every cat is tryna hustle and make ends meets
So the gun is tout right on their waist, on a corner they stand
So the palms that they hand, I rough 'em handling they last bit of weight
This don't last forever, forever don't live in this place
Eventually, everyone meets a similar fate
But do you blame them ot the hood?

Think about it before you judge another, I suggest you pick up a book
A verse written with substance should be the meaning they shook
'Cause not a role should be scare people, they never look
And a little deeper choices we make do stand
For my impartment it's just like a bleprint
Lifes full of choices. no escape, we gotta live it on me
I swear that I'ma make it now, watch you gon' see
'Cause where i set my mind that's what it's gon' be
I know that haters watchin', but what they got on me?

Uh, I know that haters watchin', but, but what they got on me?
Yeah, I know that haters watchin', but, but what they got on me?
Nothing
Born winner