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I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp And all these nigga be- A-a-a-all my damn life, subjugated to the bullshit Ready for the end, somebody clip bang Eyes closed, puttin' my mouth on the barrel Starin' down the fuckin' shooter like, "Hurry, quick, spray" Whiplashin', head bangin' 'til I'm brain-dead If I'm finna die, might as well like my name spread If I die, if I die (I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp) Make my name spread, uh (and all these nigga beats dropped in me) If I die, if I die Makе my name spread (motherfuckеrs ain't stoppin' me) First grade renegade walkin' on the classroom Had a bunch of kids try and press me in a bathroom Mom and Dad askin' why I'm always in a bad mood I ain't wanna talk about that right now Past in the past how I act right now If I snap, guarantee that you gon' all find out Done with the chatter I ain't tryna waste my energy on anybody who ain't elevate my style (ay) Bitch I'm fed up, fake motherfucker know they never gon' catch up Fake it 'til you make it, like they tryna bleed ketchup Must've never heard I get better with the pressure Letras de cancionesHa-ha-had to go pick up my pen up Dilemma done haunted my mental for a minute was down Flex with depression My head was obsessed with vibrations, I started to tweak with my sound Then I flipped from little kid to gettin' props from legends, bitch Took a break that pushed me back, but far from where the journey ends Now my head's focused on M's, music and the millions Suck my dick then play my shit, if you hate me, make me greater, bitch Got me in my meta, know I never settle, tell me who is better? No one, ho You look like a set-up, me, I'm just a step-up Do this without effort, they don't know P-pick up where I left off in the last place Come a long way from havin' Khan as my last name Broke a couple friendships, now I'm in the fast lane Doin' 90s on a 20 'til I hit the gas can, mane Damn, call me Khan, atom bomb to your face, bitch Damn, Shao Kahn, you suck, catch this fade, bitch Ran around, somethin' foul, who fuck with me? A kid from NYC, M.O. my teens Str-str-struggles with finance, move out to seek Better livin', but it only got harder to see Fallin' down, hunnid mile, pardon my speech But the more that I wrote became more part of me 'Cause the more that I think 'bout what I'm meant to be Is the more that I struggle with my identity I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp And all these nigga beats dropped in me I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp And all these, all these (all these, all these) I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp And all these nigga beats dropped in me I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp And all these nigga beats dropped in me I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a, I'm a fuckin' figurehead and I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a, I'm a fuckin' figurehead and I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp And all these, and all these, dropped in me They all tell me, keep my head high Get my money and invest wise What you always stressed out for? Just do your shit and live your best life You already got your bread, right? Got a bed that you can rest, right? What the fuck is you mad for? What the fuck is you mad for? Troubles with the fam got me anxious I'm dependent on my isolation Got the empire on my shoulders And my lack of progress got me in frustration And I'm feelin' that my infrastructure gettin' crashed And broke down from all the pressure Mom and Pop still passin' judgment And my future feel like it's bleak and flooded I've been walkin' through my rainy days All of my shoes muddied up in shame Do what I do just to drown the pain From all of my problems, I run away Granted, that shit self-inflicted I can't deny it, my pride is my poison Everything perfect, but that's when I'm anxious 'Cause shit never work out when everything's poignant Men lie, women lie Why I only trust myself and I? Why it's only me on the mic? Why my circle never multiply? Bitches always wanna talk shit Chattin' 'bout how we never gon' be shit Y'all dudes never ever wanna walk shit Stay frontin' like you thinkin' that you the shit To be honest, y'all mad bitter Other half need a wake-up call Some of y'all need a life adjustment But I just wanna get rid of y'all Everybody got somethin' to say about everything, too much Most important lesson you could ever learn is how to shut the fuck up From Letras Mania