Motion

I'm back in this motion Niggas, saying they tough but ain't show it I'm really explosive Like a light fuse, my lyrics just simmer and break through Most of my rap, it's fine tuned Find a beat, count to three, write a few lines, then record and see This rap shit, not a joke to me got me high on dopamine Wanting niggas to notice me So, I go back to writing Pick the up pen And i go to describing About that time, that i hit a wall Life was going good until I falled Found rap fame, and since I've been sane I've been drinking, sleeping and tryna get loose Maybe it's because I hate what i do So, when I'm at home I'm cutting to the bone My heart is fucking stone These girls, gon get me gone tracing my steps Scared of what comes next Think I got an invite wit hell next I'm saying no, but my body's like yes, Snuggled in deep wit my demons 400 reasons, I'm speechless On the outside, I'm casting no shade Smile big and beautiful everyday You fucking wit us, and you know it Pull up to your city, you know we gon blow it