Pick up the pen, Write down the lyrics that Come from your head Straight from the heart. Even the Best rappers ever had to Start Somewhere, Very far from the end. So pick up the pen. Write down the lyrics that Come to your mind. If you’re not serious, then You may never find The voice inside So once again, Yo pick up the pen. I pick up the pen, let my thoughts flow In the booth, I go hard, never slow From the streets to the studio, I'm on a mission Spitting fire, my words like ammunition I came from the bottom, now I'm on top Every verse I drop, you know it won't flop I hustle hard, grind every day I'm 21 Savage, ain't no other way My lyrics sharp, like a blade I'm a savage, never afraid I paint a picture with every line My words cut deep, like a knife I'm the king of the game, I wear the crown I spit truth, never back down I came from nothing, now I'm something I pick up the pen, my weapon of choice, I keep on hunting I'm in the trap, gotta make it out Hustle hard, no time to doubt Pick up the pen, write my story From the bottom to the top, no glory Streets raised me, no love Gotta grind, rise above Money on my mind, no sleep 21 Savage, runnin' deep Grew up in the struggle, no choice Had to make it, had to voice My pain, my struggle, my fight Pick up the pen, gotta write No time for the fake, no time for the hate Gotta elevate, gotta create My legacy, my destiny Pick up the pen, set me free In the booth, spittin' fire My words burn, take you higher No one can stop me, I'm on a mission Pick up the pen, my ammunition