ZC3, Zeke - Family Heirloom Lyrics

Close friends keep on saying I'm great
But a lotta y'all been saying I'm fake
I don't get it
It don't matter what you do can't get away from the hate
As of late I gotta lot on my plate
Gotta keep it moving uhh
Don't know what I'm doing yeah
Try to keep improving
Sticking to my gut
And just go focus on the music
Man the flow goes stupid
I don't really care bout them old hoes snooping
This shit was just a dream but now it's oh so lucid
I can rap on anything and it's so cold (You're him)
Man Y'all goofing
Would mean a lot to me if I did it without a tik tok
I just want my fans to scream when they hearing my shit drop
Ego going crazy cause lately I'm feeling tip top
Hope that 2023 we bring it back to hip hop
That's real shit
Fuck the I just wanna pay my bills shit
Want a fucking empire but they don't wanna build it
Touch the mic and set fire yo homie I can feel it
Flow so cold lil rappers try n steal it
I dare you
Most of y'all are scared to
Some of y'all go toe to toe but homie that's a rare few
Man I'm so much better than the artists I'm compared to
Look at what you started but regardless I'm a target when its their view
They talking down cause I do what they wanna do
When I die my fucking mic is gonna be a family heirloom
Gotta let it all out when I start it off
Been keeping this fire bottles like a molotov
Freestyle king but this time I had to jot it down
So hot could make ice melt cause I thought (thawed) it out
But all them witty metaphors don't mean a thing
If you ain't got a decent melody that the people can sang
Okay I guess I'll do both
Mixing autotune with the rap that shit is too bold
A new day a new flow a few hoes tryna be cameos in a video
Out here tryna make a couple bands get my Diddy on
Pulling strings like John
Could probably run for mayor (Mayer)
But I don't wanna own the city
I just wanna put the city on
Word to my partners I'm a monster when the beat is on
Conjure up some commas put my momma in a beach resort
Tryna take it farther than any y'all ever seen before
Say sayonara to piling boxes and sweeping floors
Try to belittle all the skill with analytics
but there's a difference 'tween really playing and just keeping score
Sitting on the sideline, knowing any second I could blow
Man this ain't a verse it's a ticking time bomb
From the cradle to the pine box
Imma rhyme drop till my name sitting in that top 5 spot
Everyday I'm meditating manifesting
Like a shot at the buzzard imma make it in a second

Close friends keep on saying I'm great
But a lotta y'all been saying I'm fake
I don't get it
It don't matter what you do can't get away from the hate
As of late I gotta lot on my plate
Gotta keep it moving uhh
Don't know what I'm doing yeah
Try to keep improving
Sticking to my gut
And just go focus on the music
Man the flow goes stupid
I don't really care bout them old hoes snooping
This shit was just a dream but now it's oh so lucid
I can rap on anything and it's so cold (You're him)
Man Y'all goofing
Would mean a lot to me if I did it without a tik tok
I just want my fans to scream when they hearing my shit drop
Ego going crazy cause lately I'm feeling tip top
Hope that 2023 we bring it back to hip hop
That's real shit
Fuck the I just wanna pay my bills shit
Want a fucking empire but they don't wanna build it
Touch the mic and set fire yo homie I can feel it
Flow so cold lil rappers try n steal it
I dare you
Most of y'all are scared to
Some of y'all go toe to toe but homie that's a rare few
Man I'm so much better than the artists I'm compared to
Look at what you started but regardless I'm a target when its their view
They talking down cause I do what they wanna do
When I die my fucking mic is gonna be a family heirloom
Gotta let it all out when I start it off
Been keeping this fire bottles like a molotov
Freestyle king but this time I had to jot it down
So hot could make ice melt cause I thought (thawed) it out
But all them witty metaphors don't mean a thing
If you ain't got a decent melody that the people can sang
Okay I guess I'll do both
Mixing autotune with the rap that shit is too bold
A new day a new flow a few hoes tryna be cameos in a video
Out here tryna make a couple bands get my Diddy on
Pulling strings like John
Could probably run for mayor (Mayer)
But I don't wanna own the city
I just wanna put the city on
Word to my partners I'm a monster when the beat is on
Conjure up some commas put my momma in a beach resort
Tryna take it farther than any y'all ever seen before
Say sayonara to piling boxes and sweeping floors
Try to belittle all the skill with analytics
but there's a difference 'tween really playing and just keeping score
Sitting on the sideline, knowing any second I could blow
Man this ain't a verse it's a ticking time bomb
From the cradle to the pine box
Imma rhyme drop till my name sitting in that top 5 spot
Everyday I'm meditating manifesting
Like a shot at the buzzard imma make it in a second