I Did A lot (demo) 2.0

#rapfame #newmusic #songoftheyear #rapper @rapfame_ar_team #crisconcept #undergroundrapper Lyrics: Verse 1] I did a lot, ive been through a lot Get out of my way, while I pull off the lot Before I couldn't see it, now it's on me It's all in my vision, and I love it low-key I shoot to win it, you done fell off I'm all consistent, the boss of the business You bitches just dreaming and wishing I take no vacations, no skiing or fishing I'm off the hinges, y'all on my hit list I must admit this, I'm tempted to end this Let's stop this pretending, you're so pretentious Get off of my friends list I'm taking these names while I'm jumping these fences And it ain't over, I'll never quit Took a whole bunch of Ls for this Looking back, I said the hell to this I fell for this, did it by myself and shit Most definite, damn, I bet you felt that shit Smoke one, sit back and vibe to this Ride to this, survived the hits My mind is mixed off the Sprite and shit, Feeling confident [Verse 2 rolls in from Verse 1] And I live for today and I grind for tomorrow The money I follow The coupe has no roof, interior came from Wakanda A come-up's a come-up Need my check with some commas and playing the drama Stay in your own lane, hating bitch While I'm running these circles around you Pulled up in a spaceship racing So close I can taste it, taste it But new money brings new friends daily Fake shit Time to wake up and face the facts I'm blowing up, can you handle that? Take notes, pen and pad, I'm spitting facts I'm the plug's plug, homie, not the middle man I did it, I made it These beats that I'm banging go harder than pavement They think that I'm crazy Can't see you or hear you Go deaf from the clouds of the loud that I'm blazing I'm smooth but abrasive Give thanks, no complaining The weed is too loud, so they hear what I'm saying You heard what I'm saying? Sipping this drink out the bottle I'm swimming in the money, need goggles I'm always going hard, full throttle Got haters online, but they all still follow Shout out to my ex's still calling Call me James Harden, I'm balling If you got a problem, I'll solve it In the fast lane, but the coupe just crawling They hating on me 'cause I made it im sitting at the top, elevated Smoking loud, I'm medicated I'm feeling faded, trying to pace it But the combination got me fucked up.