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6lack - Fuck The Rap Game Lyrics

I hope the Sun come up faster tomorrow ('Morrow)
If I run out of hope, can I look at you for the borrow? (Borrow)
Stuck in this maze, we all tryna crack the code (Code)
Ain't figure shit out yet, and I call myself a vet
What does it take for me to level up? (Level up, level up)
Is it a TikTok? No, wristwatch glow?
I've been runnin' out of time, so I just might go
See if the grass is greener
I'm tryna pass the teachers
I hopped out the bleachers
Ever since a youngin', I knew
If I'm feelin' down, feelin' blue
Grab the pen, grab the pad, jot
Way better than gettin' shot
Still had to play with the fire
Only way to really make it out
We was hardly ever in the house
I was tryna move up off the couch
Come up on a twenty, hit the wing spot, split it with my dogs
I was on my rap shit, wasn't no feelings involved
Fast forward five years later, broke, but I'm five years greater
Ain't have much, just prayer, pass me the rock, it's a layup
Now I got a house in Decatur, got a house in L.A. ​
And I'm still on a mission tryna soul-search, what does that say?
Don't get distracted with glitz and the glamour
I'm still the heart of Atlanta, so much when I named my daughter
I even thought of Atlanta
Free Thugger up out the slammer
Sometimes it's hard to handle
From streets to CEO
I just wanna see all my niggas grow, mm
You know? So free Jeff
And free my brother Marz, woah

Fuck the rap game, mm
The politics is lame, mm
I'ma keep on mindin' my business
Keep on countin' my digits, mm
Fuck the rap game, mm
The politics is lame, mm
I'ma keep on mindin' my business
Keep on countin' my digits, mm

Distractions, they come in so many forms
Somethin' you seem to love, you're feelin' torn
I got this shit sewed up
Read the game like a book
I see it, but it ain't what it looks
Hit 'em with a shrug and a jook
That's how a nigga gettin' shook
Stayin' off the grid, layin' low
One foot in and out
They spin the block over fear
They spin the block over clout
The hood that you try to put on
The people you try to put on
They come in disguised as guests
They get you right where they perform
They get you right where you stay
Leave you right where you lay
I be prayin' for better days
In my head, gotta meditate
I been hoppin' from state to state
On my job like a day to day
Wanna eat, gotta scrape the plate
Every verse be like sayin' grace
Callin' in what I want
Then I send out what I don't
It's crazy, the world on a tilt
But I see the core that I built
If you need somebody to call, yeah
I'll be here all year

Y'all niggas out here riskin' lives like this shit is a video game
I'm mindin' my business, my name
Gon' come up, I'm feelin' the same
No matter the tone or the range
I'd rather live, it's a shame
Don't live for material things, but I like the view from the Range
And I need some wheels for the Range
I got a space with some rugs and some chairs that I care to arrange
I got more dreams that I wanna make real, I'm a little deranged
I'm countin' up like a HR, block anybody in the way
Tax anybody tryna play, that's one way to make a way (Ayy, ayy)

That medicine music
Yeah, I'ma recommend using
Count it, then bless it, and ooh
For balance, they checkin' the movement, uh
He keep his faith on his face on the worst day, uh
And they tried to put out his chair like a first date
Soon as I get over the hump, I be chillin' on Thursday
Anything that don't kill me, couldn't hurt me
Teflon
Take big steps or get stepped on

Fuck the rap game, mm
The politics is lame, mm
I'ma keep on mindin' my business
Keep on countin' my digits, mm
Fuck the rap game, mm
The politics is lame
I'ma keep on mindin' my business (Keep on)
Keep on countin' my digits, mm