Wolfpack Wiz - Topic of Conversation
I just
Feel like I've been overlooked
I ain't knocking nobody else shit
I know where I stand
My shit gone always speak for itself
This ain't no diss, but they can take it how they want it
Just time to step into the light
Talk my shit and spark a couple of arguments
Bout who's coming up outta Camden and who the hardest is
Mir Fontane and a couple of other artists, shit
If that's the conversation then fuck it nigga I'm part of it
People believe in me fuck receiving the recognition
Mally chopped it up with me
Like cuzzo never rush the vision
Same ones that changed my song
I promise gone be next to listen
I don't give no fucks as long as they keep the record spinning
What are you teaching niggas
I know that it's not wealth
Rappers really be reaching like their fans be at the top shelf
Not the pack
Oh-no
I never do that
See I did this by myself
These motherfuckers went and got help
Foot up off the gas
Just to put it on they necks
Fuck a blue check
I only came hear to collect respect
I'm in the gym everyday just to flex
And if you haven't heard me yet
I promise you I'm a threat
Shit ain't never been what it seems
How ya hometown really ain't even ya home team
I flow so nice, yet they say I'm so mean
I show up to ya venue and air out the whole scene
I guess people want me to act up
I'm done with the bullshit
I'm done with all the bad luck
I swear last year was mad tough
This is my 2019 wrapped up
What's the discussion
These niggas ain't up to nothin
My shit slaps like Nick Cannon when he was playing percussion
Don't make a situation something that it wasn't
I'll attend ya career funeral with flowers by the dozens
Going for goals I'm always kicking the right shit
Boul finally snapped
He flip on shit like a light switch
Don't throw shots
It's a chance that you might miss
I stand behind my bars like I was labelled a flight risk
I thought that I needed folks but I managed
To see you succeed they can't stand it
Especially when you're coming out of Camden
My options a nice life or be a rapper
So I chanced it
Even if
Ya favorite rapper bought his boys
They can't touch me see
I'm giving everybody no choice at all but to fuck with me
The EP was a root
I planted a couple mustard seeds
To catch y'all attention
Now my garden got a couple seeds
Shocking every critic that's tryna come with static
Every verse is like double soled timbs
Always a classic
Them stopping me from coming's like
Putting rubber on dildos
It don't make a difference putting plastic on plastic
Turned up the heat on niggas like I broke the fucking thermostat
Lessons before blessings
Everyday I'm still learning that
I walked across the bridge that they left me on while it's burning
That made me move forward on my own
Ain't no turning back
My first year and really still not a topic
Went the whole nine months and really still didn't drop shit
They got the key to the game
But they still couldn't lock it
Man I'll wear it on my neck after I snatch it out ya pocket
Bitch
Shit ain't never been what it seems
How ya hometown really ain't even ya home team
I flow so nice, yet they say I'm so mean
I show up to ya venue and air out the whole scene
I guess people want me to act up
I'm done with the bullshit
I'm done with all the bad luck
I swear last year was mad tough
This is my 2019 wrapped up
Written by:
Luis Polanco
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