Come Together
They said I should branch out, here I am
Breaking through the ceiling
Writing this I felt uncomfortable, but crazy
Here I am if money talks
I'd let my wallet talk forever
I guess I'm happy now
Honestly I could be better
But I'll talk about it later
I gotta picture to paint
I've got my ego raging
But my feelings just deflate
Everything I'm not is everything
That I became they like to talk me down
I just like to put them in their place
It's a race to the finish
Haven't stopped once
This feeling of new heights makes
Me high without blunts i'm fly
Who are they to tell me that I can't stunt?
'Cause I started in my basement
With a hundred dollar mic
Now it's like I go out and
They think I'm someone famous
And it's crazy when I hear them
Say that I am going places
DJ, play that back
Somebody tell me that again
I just want you to be proud
Of every single thing I am
This world is coming to the end
Drop a gun, why don't you pick up the pen?
Saying we could come together
Saying we could come together
All you hear is lies on the radio
They won't play real music, but here we go
It could change if we all come together
Say if we all come together
When I was young, I used to scheme
I'm breaking in the industry
Trippin' up myself
Trying to match my idols' chemistry
Suffocating my own energy just
To fit the mold
But acting like you Midas don't mean
Your touch gon' be gold
Some dance in the fire
Some thrive in the cold
Some find wisdom in letting go
Some through finding the hold
Some find worth in their products
Some through consuming what's sold
Either working behind the curtain
The yellow bricks, and the road
Sell a story, sell who we are
This is entertainment
Self made reality stars
Some hide self-interest behind the music
Some hide the music
Behind their self-interest
Everybody screaming, "Spotlight
I'm more important!"
"He's not worthy, and she don't deserve it"
"His reality don't match mine, he ain't real"
"How could his opinion ever differ
From how I feel" sarcasm
This world is coming to the end
Drop a gun, why don't you pick up the pen?
Saying we could come together
Saying we could come together
All you hear is lies on the radio
They won't play real music, but here we go
It could change if we all come together
Say if we all come together
If we all come together
We can fix what's broke
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout record
Labels and managers
'Cause they all steal the most
They want me now cause I'm sittin' low
Should I be thinkin' out loud through my
Music with a deal that's closed?
Focus on progression
I don't need to sign that dotted line
I know that I'm up next
But don't call me up, it's not worth my time
All the offers mean stress
I don't need to impress
But I know that you won't believe
Me what's been on my mind
It's a world with no image
I don't mean to be rude
But the majority of famous rappers
Are just good looking dudes
With no talent, no voice
No verses with a story no passion
No drive to do anything but make money
I hate it, but the fans won't change it
It's no debate so y'all get left with is
Average music words every day
I've got the drive to keep going
So listen to what I make
Appeal to all the regular people
I hope that you can relate can relate
This world is coming to the end
Drop a gun, why don't you pick up the pen?
Saying we could come together
Saying we could come together
All you hear is lies on the radio
They won't play real music, but here we go
It could change if we all come together
Say if we all come together