stuck in a daze
(Verse 1) Yo, I'm stepping in the game, it's like a déjà vu, Drake, you on the throne, but I'm coming for you, Fake smiles and the hits, yeah, they all sound the same, But I’m spitting fire, boy, you playing a child's game. You flexing on the 'Gram, but we know it’s all a show, Got the city on your back, but you moving way too slow, I’m the voice of the struggle, every line, every breath, While you counting all your blessings, I’m counting all your debts. (Verse 2) You claim you run the six, but you don’t own the crown, Got the world in your palm, but your throne’s made of clowns, I’m the king of this jungle, you just a pop star, While I’m painting with the truth, you just a flash in the dark. They say “Drake’s a legend,” but I see through the smoke, Just a puppet on a string, man, your vision's a joke, You can drop all the tracks, but it won’t change the fact, When it comes to real rap, boy, you know you lack. (Verse 3) You riding on the wave, but the tide’s gonna turn, With every word I spit, you gon’ feel that burn, I’m the voice of a generation, you just a phase, While I’m crafting timeless art, you just stuck in a daze
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(Verse 1) Yo, I'm stepping in the game, it's like a déjà vu, Drake, you on the throne, but I'm coming for you, Fake smiles and the hits, yeah, they all sound the same, But I’m spitting fire, boy, you playing a child's game. You flexing on the 'Gram, but we know it’s all a show, Got the city on your back, but you moving way too slow, I’m the voice of the struggle, every line, every breath, While you counting all your blessings, I’m counting all your debts. (Verse 2) You claim you run the six, but you don’t own the crown, Got the world in your palm, but your throne’s made of clowns, I’m the king of this jungle, you just a pop star, While I’m painting with the truth, you just a flash in the dark. They say “Drake’s a legend,” but I see through the smoke, Just a puppet on a string, man, your vision's a joke, You can drop all the tracks, but it won’t change the fact, When it comes to real rap, boy, you know you lack. (Verse 3) You riding on the wave, but the tide’s gonna turn, With every word I spit, you gon’ feel that burn, I’m the voice of a generation, you just a phase, While I’m crafting timeless art, you just stuck in a daze
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