
Consistency Milton J (Ft. Benny the Butcher)
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These rappers not quick or as consistent, as consistent, as as consistent
These rappers not quick or as consistent, as consistent, as as consistent
These rappers not better or as consistent, as consistent, as as consistent
These rappers not better or as consistent, as consistent, as as consistent
Put the car in park I'm lost in my darkest thoughts
I fought until I lost my cause, I wonder was it was worth the bars
A thousand schemes, a thousand showcases, thousand nights on the road, one dream, one individual, Giving everything in his soul
Cigarette burns on the seats no money, sold 3 CDs, my demos found in the trash, drive days play for nothing, just give me a place to sleep Depression anxiety, narcotics, alcoholism; consistency is the key
But what I really wanna understand
When I've givin' what is all i am
I been living in a dream my friend
Really living bout a dream i said
Many nights on the road like this
All this time no wife and no kid
Many times that I lost can’t quit
But the grind is a life full of loss and regret
Am i blind to the cycle the scam bullshit
And Maybe the worst is yet to come
I brought my things and im down to make the run, I lost my trust and replaced it with the gun, I ran out fucks no ones going to come
I rhyme record mix master
I Film promote And gather
Distro dsp
Then campaign for streams
But nothing really matters
Another lesson after
These rappers not quick or as consistent, as consistent, as as consistent
These rappers not better or as consistent, as consistent, as as consistent
These rappers not better or as consistent, as consistent, as as consistent
Put the car in park I'm lost in my darkest thoughts
I fought until I lost my cause, I wonder was it was worth the bars
A thousand schemes, a thousand showcases, thousand nights on the road, one dream, one individual, Giving everything in his soul
Cigarette burns on the seats no money, sold 3 CDs, my demos found in the trash, drive days play for nothing, just give me a place to sleep Depression anxiety, narcotics, alcoholism; consistency is the key
But what I really wanna understand
When I've givin' what is all i am
I been living in a dream my friend
Really living bout a dream i said
Many nights on the road like this
All this time no wife and no kid
Many times that I lost can’t quit
But the grind is a life full of loss and regret
Am i blind to the cycle the scam bullshit
And Maybe the worst is yet to come
I brought my things and im down to make the run, I lost my trust and replaced it with the gun, I ran out fucks no ones going to come
I rhyme record mix master
I Film promote And gather
Distro dsp
Then campaign for streams
But nothing really matters
Another lesson after
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