NoFridayy - Above Me (No Hook)

Just tryna get to the top so my niggas can eat
But it’s only a feast for 3
Had to keep my circle real small cuz the niggas are snakes
Josue and Chardaee are never fake
Had to manage my weight, added pressure is heavy
Hunched shoulders theres a lot on my plate
Gotta keep grinding Craig for heaven sakes
Gotta keep on living it day by day
Back in ‘18 was on death bed, I gave up on all hope
But that’s only the half out it
Had to fight for my life all alone but I promised my daddy that I wasn’t gon stop or quit
Big man came in my dreams disappointed
I let my mans down
Took me a long time to discuss the shit
Had to bounce back, Mike Jordan in game 6
Had to move fast Lowkey, like a pick 6
Well Yea I’m from Austin, the city don’t like me cuz I fuck with dick so you know that don’t slide
But I got some niggas who really bout triggers, you get disrespectful they makin shells fly
Don’t have to question what I’m really spittin
Just know I don’t have to lie and it’s never been cap
Expect me to ‘form stayin true to myself
Understand why they callin me new age rap’s Kap
What you kno about the struggle
goin days without a bite to eat
And only smile to keep peace
Fighting your pride daily
Only cuz you care too much
what the outside sees
Put my pride aside
and just took my Ls
Every storm has to end
chance to 1 up on fails
In a Camero that bitch is on go
Down 35, goin north to 2.4
Drunk half a pint, and I’m movin real slow
Screw on the Aux, Volume 2 Track 24
And we chilling, and we just leaning
And we coming up, finna pop up on the scene, and
Just got some drank from that boy with that Bird
And you know we just, hooked him up on some syrup
And you know we gone, going real strong
I'm thinking riding far, I'm thinking riding long
Back on the beat, comin harder than Daryl
Stop with the chatter cuz none of that matters
See while youre hatin only makin you madder
Laugh to the bank cuz my pockets got fatter
Catch me In Houston lowkey, one deep, in the streets made me the man today
Or out by the beach pretty sand, St. Pete
Laid out, Ray-Bans blockin out rays
Stay drama free but the dramas a habit
If I was straight, have baddedest of the bad bitch
Ballin like crunch time im a living day classic
I done seen hell I don’t fear no casket
Bitch I’m from Texas, they loving my accent
Talk with a lisp so you know the flow ratchet
I’m independent they calling me maverick
Grew from the struggle, I guess I’m a savage

Written by:
Craig Brooks, Key- C

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