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Done Proved Myself
- //Chorus 0:11//
- Lot of people ask me, "where the hell I've been at"
- I've been pretty good, I say to them
- But really what they don't know is that
- I've been pretty good, not famous then
- //Verse 1//
- Let me shine for a single moment of disguise
- As the ocean in our eyes like a potion full of lies
- I've done proved myself, I ain't provin' nothin'
- But I've proven a lot of things, if you usin' stuntin'
- 'Cause I've done a lot in this past seven months and
- Maybe I'm not allowed to make at least twenty mixtapes and punch in
- Keep makin' classics, J. Cole called it tragic
- So I just align 'em up, rhymin' tough and melt 'em, like halted plastic
- Straight lyrics manipulatin' your mind, spirits and rip you, taped 'cause your mine
- Where have I been at, I've been at it makin' stuff for y'all to vibe with
- Ever since I was the prince of rap, and listen, have to break it to you and stop the silence
- But I've been pretty busy but good, as far as geniuses go
- I've been seriously slow but fast at the same time for any label artist
- I'm inspired by the underground motivation, lower daydreams to tabletop it
- These rhymes is like crimes committed under commitment to time
- After these aligned back and fitted like my herbist addicted to thyme
- That don't exist, sorry I lost my mind there, but I lifted my mind
- Up and started to rhyme, large at my eyes, simple as pie
- Please If Educated, then tell me how my fit is disguised
- //Chorus//
- Lot of people ask me, "where the hell I've been at"
- I've been pretty good, I say to them
- But really what they don't know is that
- I've been pretty good, not famous then
- //Verse 2//
- And how I'm hidin' something if I'm givin' y'all leaks to see how my album is
- But I ain't give you half of the bars I have, your havin' lit
- Tle trouble there, tryna comprehend my lyrics, on the bend of spirits
- Like if I knocked your head and hear it, pop and then the skull locked within your merit
- Merit, uh, like America, causing my mass hysteria, assassinate past tense characters
- Everybody wanna know how I rhyme so smoothly, it's like a crime held movie
- Lies, then sue me if I'm really not tellin' the truth, then the truth be
- Told, I took my toll and I must've dosed off, as I was watchin' rap carefully
- How did it go from Sophomore Dedication to being scared of these
- Little rappers that can't hurt me, O Block's former name was candy wrapper
- Taylor Gang Forever, before I become a handy rapper and that's
- One more collaborator, assassinator marked off my list
- I ain't need anymore braindead fools like a factor tryna snitch
- And leak my newest hits, before I start a rap battle with a two year old who to me is a locking smith
- Shower, how's it golden (goin') for ya, if I'm turnin' into molten for ya
- A polt in for ya, I might be makin' hits in the process, the office be like California
- (California, California, California)
- //Chorus//
- Lot of people ask me, "where the hell I've been at"
- I've been pretty good, I say to them
- But really what they don't know is that
- I've been pretty good, not famous then
- //Outro beat fades//
- *sound effects of people fighting*
- Skullface (unfocused): can you guys stop fighting, please?
- Fallap: You wanna do another Bubonia, then we can face head on
- Narcio: You got that last damn album cancelled, how you tryna even with me
- Fallap: *keeps fighting Narcio*
- Skullface: Stop! Damn, you wanna choose artistic direction, do it, but why y'all gotta fight every time
- Skullface: *uses mind to kill Fallap* it's that simple
- Narcio: Holy
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