[Verse: Quadeca]
I remember back in the day, writin' raps
On a crack in a page, I'd imagine a day
Where everybody Snapchat-in' away, bump the track
That I'd blast on the stage, but they laughed at my name
No fame, so they laughed at the lack of a past
That would happen to claim, see it passin' away
Now it fade, tryna laugh through the pain 'til I've painted
Twenty racks and some plays, what I've actually gained
I never feel like I've gotten success
What I don't know that I wanted to accomplish, I guess
That I'm constantly stressed, and deflated the heart in my chest
As they look at me and not be impressed
Do I stand behind myself for the things that I've done?
But the stats are the thing I become, I've been needing to run
But my feet can't leave where they've sunk
In my own footprint, and I feel like I'm stuck
Yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Quadeca]
I've just been living in Cali'
Everyone popping, so who really matters?
I swear, I live in the backseat
Everyone driving, can't move when it crashes
What are you doing in passes?
What do I do when it moves on without me?
Everyone trying to rap now
Hope they succeed, but don't want them to pass me
I remember back in the day, writin' raps
On a crack in a page, I'd imagine a day
Where everybody Snapchat-in' away, bump the track
That I'd blast on the stage, but they laughed at my name
No fame, so they laughed at the lack of a past
That would happen to claim, see it passin' away
Now it fade, tryna laugh through the pain 'til I've painted
Twenty racks and some plays, what I've actually gained
I never feel like I've gotten success
What I don't know that I wanted to accomplish, I guess
That I'm constantly stressed, and deflated the heart in my chest
As they look at me and not be impressed
Do I stand behind myself for the things that I've done?
But the stats are the thing I become, I've been needing to run
But my feet can't leave where they've sunk
In my own footprint, and I feel like I'm stuck
Yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Quadeca]
I've just been living in Cali'
Everyone popping, so who really matters?
I swear, I live in the backseat
Everyone driving, can't move when it crashes
What are you doing in passes?
What do I do when it moves on without me?
Everyone trying to rap now
Hope they succeed, but don't want them to pass me
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