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rising son - bryan martinez lyrics

[verse 1]
my temper flarin’ when they dare to over look my efforts
don’t you compare me to no sk!ll set that is any lesser
see i ain’t got nothing to prove, there’s so more to do
knowing with every drop of ink a n-gga getting better
look i ain’t salty towards the others that even give care to listen
i never learned to give a f-ck about a d-mn disposition
say my arrogance sickening, but my juice is just leaking
it’s dripping out of my pores and shoot out my mouth when i’m speakin’
throughout this year a lot of sh-t changed, people swearin’ that they know me but they not close
that little boy lost in his notebook in the fifth grade, grew to be a groovy n-gga with a fly soul
i was training on my own without a sensei, composition got me feeling like pic-sso
my mind work a little different boy i been strange
always focused but i’m lost up in my thoughts though (thinking)

[bridge]
i ain’t never finna rest i’m testin my faith, yeah
always gotta hustle till i’m next acceptin’ my grave
funny how you never know when you gonna go
i just wanna do the most right before i leave
i got brand new obstacles up in my path now
that ain’t nothing imma maintain something while the flow stay crushin’ with it –

[hook (x2)]
cause i ain’t confident for nothing ll these other n-ggas frontin homie let’s go
f-ck ya topic of discussion imma need an introduction till i’m best know
i be smokin’ on a spliff till my head right
shorty comin’ to the crib if her head right
only f-ckin’ wit the kids that can get it like me (yeah)

[verse 2]
if i ain’t know what i was doing would’ve been gave up
when there’s nothing in my pocket and my friends changed up
see i was stickin’ to the code like a davinci or something
i’m just mastering my craft while tryna practice what i preach but when these n-ggas actin wild i’m finna snap and bring the heat i mean-
d-mn, i get ahead of myself
maybe cause they don’t know about the disrespect that i felt deep inside, when overlookin
i don’t wanna follow in these other rappers footsteps
and live off the wave that they done started i just couldn’t
these n-ggas nothing but i hype they say the proof is in the pudding
i’m seeing these n-ggas duplicate up in the game
and think to myself are you afraid to be the same?
cause i be the type to go create with no restraints i mean compared to the nineties all this music out here lame (wait, wait, wait)

[bridge 2]
let me pump it on the breaks tho
now these b-tches wanna f-ck me whats the ratio
i ain’t never been the type to watch the day go
grindin’ till the days that i be swimmin’ in my bankroll
tell my momma that i’m sorry couldn’t stay home
there’s so much that imma need and gotta pay for
there’s so much n-ggas even gotta pray for
tryna get my name up in the books before the grave stone

[hook]

- bryan martinez lyrics

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