MC-Coy - In The League

I pull the trigger on me
I be discreet
I don't need money to live all my dreams
I just need weed, I need a beat
Give me an hour I'll leave it deceased
All this shit happens because I believed
Leveling up now I play in the league
They said I couldn't do dis shit alone so
I got all my homies came back wit a team
Yeah I just switch it up
I don't like to rap with that basic shit
Because superficially it's just ubiquity
It's all it takes to really make a hit
You could cut the beat but I be rapping through it
Now bad bitches wanna take a pic
Got a personality that comes up out of me
A hypochondriac that's crazy sick
Fuck it I guess I'll indulge
I got these bars that be stuck in my skull
This music and shit is becoming a part of me
Now I can feel it I feel it I feel it inside of my pulse
Maybe this shit it be good for my soul
Maybe it's helping me be an adult
Maybe it's helping me be a good person
And not give a fuck about all the results
Yeah, don't give a fuck bout a dumb report
Nobody matching my catalog now every week people come for more
Every song is like another problem but the problem is I let it run its course
You could be up on a tightrope like 20 stories I'll cut the chord
You could go back and rewind
This is an image that's stuck in my mind
It's kind of insane that I'm not in my prime
But still my whole family's about to be fine, yuh
Yeah these people compare me to wine
They say that I only get better with time
Still I remember when credit declined
Now I got people that follow behind, yuh
I pull the trigger on me
I be discreet
I don't need money to live all my dreams
I just need weed, I need a beat
Give me an hour I'll leave it deceased
All this shit happens because I believed
Leveling up now I play in the league
They said I couldn't do dis shit alone so
I got all my homies came back wit a team
Yeah, and something tells me you should keep your distance
Only reason that I made it here, is my self-belief mixed with persistence
Every move I make is calculated, now people think I'm a mathematician
You can go back and check my last 10, every song is completely different
I don't be playing these games,
Really I feel like I'm always in pain
Tried to get better they tell me I changed
One day I'm gonna pull up wit my brother and get him a range
Bang, he's gon pull up with the bass
He's gonna pull up and tell all his friends
That his brother's got funds in the bank
Yeah, and if he doesn't then I fuckin tried
At least I can say I did something right
Maybe if I say it it'll come to life
But if it doesn't I'll fuckin cry
Like how can I make this shit stop?
How can I not?
How can I make all this money for pops?
How can I make it and break it and save it
And take it like Taylor when she going Pop?
Then I'll be getting my mother a yacht
Talking about how I couldn't be bought
I just got off of the phone with a label they told me
That all of my music is hot
Knew they were lying I told em you thought
Hung up the phone right there on the spot
I don't need no one to lie to me
Music is all that I got, yeah
Young McCoy, uh
I don't need no one to lie to me
Music is all that I got, yeah, uh
I don't need no one to lie to me
Music is all that I got

Written by:
Derek Nalette

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