Not my usual flow but I wanted to try something new, just to fuck around and see what happens. Let me know what you think, lyrics below Yeah Goddamn I’m so tired of hearing wack ass diss tracks As if that’s all some of ya got for this beautiful app Shit is trash, & I speak from my soul, know that’s a fact I’d lie to say I don’t care to have even one rack It’s straight love, peace and loyalty I be trying to stack No fucking cap, and yo, some of y’all can’t even rap one bar Make a short nigga foam at the mouth, nigga get out the car This ain’t really my normal flow, so it prolly don’t even go hard But if I shoot for the moon, still be a fucking star if I miss No this ain’t a specially aimed diss This time next year I’ll be on top of the fucking list Having all of these honeys wanting to give me a kiss If you listen hard enough, maybe you, too can hear my lisp Speech impediment and all, still got them all on my dick I be telling shawty suck it when that shit go and get stiff Never wanna see her face, so she turn around when I hit Cuz seeing her joy when I have pain makes me wanna lose it Boutta flip, swear I’m getting tired of trash music When I first started penning, I said this was some cool shit Always imagined myself on stage, niggas shocked asking yo who’s this It’s Ash Litty in ya city, got hella pain and I can prove it Music one thing in my life that hasn’t actually been useless I’m fruitless, first world poverty, no food in my fridge Eat once a day while on my iPhone, it is what it is And it ain’t what it’s not, know that baby is really his No matter how hard I try, he will never be my kid Sad tales of love and loss in the misery bizz We need to put the ‘art’ back in artists, this shit is a dub When I hear it, straight garbage, sweep it under the rug Act like no one ever heard, you can consider this a sub I’m king of the concrete jungle, ya niggas just some lion cubs I’m flying up, you know I smoke sativa all day Don’t like to be doped up and dumb, won’t get no play Got some niggas in my old hood who really let it spray I don’t pack, but it’s always for their safety I pray What can I say? I mean it’s the pain that keeps me going Cuts so deep but I’m noticing I been growing Got my mental back on straight, I’m still depressed so I stay blowing Got niggas listening like hey Ash, your genius showing I still feel low, I don’t know how else I’m spose to feel Devil been visiting me lately with all sorts of appeal Promised me everything I want, and I just gotta make a deal Told him I don’t wanna shortcut, that’d mean none of this is real Don’t wanna steal, lie, cheat my way right into the game I stay strong, that ain’t how I wanna earn my fame Actually don’t want it at all, only the money, I’m just saying So I could have at least one less worry up in my brain And more bud for all of this pain @rapfame_official @rapfame_ar_team