Throwaways & Hard Times

Christian Holt

Said I just want to be great
But I know the roads longer than that
So I can't fall back
I Just want to be great now

I
Want y'all to feel me through the airwaves
And I
Wanna help y'all through your bad days
I
Just wanna be great.
But I know the roads longer than that
So I can't fall back
I
Know those closest make U feel hate
And I
Know that there's more than my birthplace
So I
Roll up a leaf that I found on this path
And smoke one to the blessings I have
I
Want y'all to feel me through the airwaves
And I
Wanna help y'all through your bad days
I
Just wanna be great.
But I know the roads longer than that
So I can't fall back
I
Know those closest make U feel hate
And I
Know that there's more than my birthplace
So I
Roll up a leaf that I found on this path
And smoke one for the blessings I have

It's a long road
No yellow bricks
Shells hit
Make em yell rip
Through the internet
Over simple shit
I ain't here to preach
I can't help but vent
Numbers on the board
Telling me I'm heaven sent
I'm choking
Like biggie hollering out hit this chief
Writing out sharp bars to pierce through these
Imp emcees
That think I'm phased by the ways they move
I used to
Now I'm Cudi, humming to the tune
Of my own tracks
Laughing at the fact they say they better
I try to be respectful
Throw the shit talk in the vault
Cuz they ain't on my level
And I know they know
The shade thrown
Make days slow
Like the clocks back
I cock back
Hit em with the simple boom bap
They might scoff at
What I'm doing
Cuz they off that
Flow like offset
Punchlines make em wobble
Like my offense
On prince
Make their knees hit
With the shimmy Shimmy ya
Shimmy yam
Better gimmie the crown
Thrown babble I should ignore
But I can't back down
Won't back down
Like a Shaq build on 2k
Y'all play games
While I'm plotting on a few ks
They won't give me bouquets while I'm still breathing
Whether they like it or not
Nigga I'm eating
Taking your plate
And their plates
I'm feasting
Heavy breathing
Cuz these fakes make it to easy to be greedy

I...
Want y'all to feel me through the airwaves
And I
Wanna help y'all through your bad days
I
Just wanna be great
But I know the roads longer than that
So I can't fall back
I
Know those closest will make U feel hate
And I
Know that there's more than birthplace
So I
Roll up a leaf that I found on this path
And smoke one to the blessings I have

They say if everyone's crazy
Then you're insane
I start laughing like Joaquin
I'm bugging
They'll get what they deserve
Barrel pointed
Now I'm dumpin
They don't want it with the illest
They claim they the realest
Like trump
The egos deflated
They need their homies to praise em
And tell em they made it
But I can feel the greatness
I can see the finish line
People hanging on my lines
Crabs in a bucket
Hate to love em
They pulling on my hinds
But I'm all smiles
Like Hines In the end zone
They saltier than the friend zone
But I can't let it bother me
I've been grown
But it still kinda follows me
That they ignore
Fuck it
Imma make sure that y'all sick of this face
Like the people you may know
Scrolling as the day goes
Thinking back to the summer that I was listening to pesos
Plotting on the bag with the fake folks
They want a finished product
They Just like labels

I'm making sure they hear me
Ignore me or read my lips
Y'all can keep the crown and throne
Give it to who it fits
I'm wiping my hands clean
I've got bigger dreams
Bigger than the foreign whips
Bigger than the cream
I talk my talk
And then I walk with a limp
I talk my shh..
But they muffling' him
Like pac and Lover
But he can't cover me too long
Say shit that twist the lip
Like the poo too strong
I know it's past visiting hours
But give these bitch spittas these flowers
Cuz it looks like they may not make it
You see what they do with just a taste of the power
Y'all don't hear me though
I know it's past visiting hours
But give these bitch spittas these flowers
Cuz it looks like they may not make it
You see what they do with just a taste of the power
Y'all don't hear me though

It's been a long time
Throwaways and hard times
Folks get slick
They come and they goooo
Keep your projections Off me
Or get some lessons off me
I ain't got time for half ass passion
Get to stepping off me
It's been a long time
Throwaways and hard times
Folks talk slick
They come and they goooo
I Ain't got time for waitin'
Hit it or get out rotation
Y'all wettin' blunts
You can't  smooooke
It's been a long time
Throwaways and hard times
Folks get slick
They come and they goooo
Keep your projections Off me
Or get some lessons off me
Ya'll wetting blunts
Ya'll can't smooooke.

I
Want y'all to feel me through the airwaves
And I
Wanna help y'all through your bad days
I
Just wanna be great
But I know the roads longer than that
So I can't fall back
I
Know those closest make U feel hate
And I
Know that there's more than birthplace
So I
Roll up a leaf that I found on this path
And smoke one to the blessings I have

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