Sir Trevor James - Respect Me (feat. Eaze & Cappaboy Meek)

I've been working in the nights like I'm letterman
Name a rapper whose better than
I can bet I'm the veteran
I'm involved for the betterment of the world I have settled this but now
I want more and I'll take it no settling

I've been working doing things that you can't see
I been really busy being who they said I can't be
See the knees are shaking legs aren't working like a Bambi
Claiming that they run it but they bluffing they just standing
In my way and I get it do not hear out opinion
I am a smaller statistic then all the ones who been given
A platform more for the critics and clout more
For some woman just know that I throw it up...
Fuck bro

It's the body the spirit
It's the song and the lyric
You don't listen you hear it
You could never get near It
I said my talent is different and my rhymes are magnificent
Ain't nobody equivalent, got no time for your sentiment
It's the power to passion, and the shit never ration
Don't really care for designer, but I'm still dipped in fashion
Said I'm fly like the Beatles
My mind is sharp like a needle
Bitch, I'm the toughest in the game all these others is fetal

Now I'm looking and I'm ready for battle
Cuz all my life I've been the person that incites what's he handles
See all the stress inside my head creates a station to channel
And now I'm checking through the mind like the print on my flannel
(Shit)

I don't think they the get the grind
Open I can see the signs
Ignoring I can't seem to find
The reason I should go subside
Feeling like I'm lost inside
Knowing That over-tired
I've been working overtime
Knowing that lonely why

I can understand the way they talk on me
So close to the top only eye can see
Now it's feeling like a game filled with hide and seek
Cuz when I open up the curtains y'all blind to me

I need my respect and a paycheck
Not love for a thot I want straight neck
I said my talent is different and my rhymes are magnificent
Ain't nobody equivalent, got no time for your sentiment
I need my respect and a paycheck
Not love for a thot I want straight neck
Said I'm fly like the Beatles
My mind is sharp like a needle
Bitch, I'm the toughest in the game all these others is fetal

Tell em' I don't play when it comes to the beat drop
Let em' go and pray on me failing like a D drops
I been on this game before release like a leak copped
They been switching lanes, acting brave till the breaks lock

And just know that I'm done with the tough talk
I've learned it the hard way
They talk but they don't walk
I'm learning the industry
Is something that's so soft
I'm curving my enemies
And I'm dropping the Zoloft

Written by:
Damekeo Maurry, Zachary Point

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