Jpaulished - Gambit (Freestyle) Lyrics

Yea
God dammit, my life hamlet
I take the cards I was dealt, throw them bitches back like gambit
It's fuck the planet, i'm Peyton Manning
I'm so good at this shit, i'm throwin' touchdowns underhanded
I know they fearing all my greatness, i'm in a spaceship
I'm taking off, they be hopin' that I don't make it
Blowing up like challenger, man the risk i'm taking
Shooting to the top like Galaga, man that's just what I'm facing
They be coming at me hatin' that I'm fuckin' rappin'
They just went to school and got a job to make their parents happy
I do what I want, chase a dream and look what fuckin' happened
Everybody looking at me, now their cars are fuckin' crashing
I'm the captain of my ship, I feel like Phillips
Got a gat right on my hip in case these fuckers try to kill us
Going willis, I heard this shit takes a village
So i am forever thankful if ya'll really fucking with me
Ya'll believe in me like Ripley's
Cause I leave the park like Griffey
I be working so hard, hopin' that I make a milli
Cause I'm giving you my heart and everything from within me
And this only be the start, bro this only the beginning
Yea, but it's so tragic how they lookin' at they self
They don't think this shit is possible, they askin' god for help
Taking drugs right off the self, tryin' to escape the pain
Disappears and reappears again a trick from David Blaine
Now they thinkin' they insane, and their parents think it too
But their parents dumb as fuck, 'cause they didn't think it through
If your kid ain't livin' happy, what the fuck you think they do?
And the pills up on the shelf, man them shits prescribed to you
Yea, Oh my god, think it's time to change this generation
Everybody hooked on fucking drugs because they life they hating
Sending us to school, we don't even know what we be doin'
Debt is to ceiling and you wonder why our life is ruined
But we be losers
Yea, keep calling us that
I know that you hate your life, I don't mean to make you made
How you go to sleep at night, and you wake up and you sad?
Cause you go to work at nine, and you settled with the fact
This gone be where you retiring, I know the money good
They just play you a violin, a number in the book
And you ain't shit but a couple digits, one hell of a look
Was this your dream job as a kid when you grew up?
Ha, probably not
Well i'm doing what I wanted
I know that you somewhat jealous of me, you kinda want it
You ain't doin' your passion bro, you do it for your wallet
Now you stuck up in cycle tryna find a way to stop it
Ha, I just got it
Do everything you wanna do
Keep on fucking going 'til there's nobody beside of you
Til you accomplished everything that them bitches tried to do
Now you on tv and you know your momma proud of you
They took different avenues, now they on the same street
Got them bitches scared to show their faces, like they Banksy
All I do is make the money, I don't let it make me
Keep on fucking rappin', seeing how far this shit takes me
Do it 'til my hair turn grey, no macy
Wanna be free like mason, Lamborghini racin'
In the south of France, like Spain is
I ain't slim shady, but you know what my name is
Yea, you know what my name is
Well probably not, 'cause I ain't fuckin' famous
Til I play a show in Little Rock, Arkansas
And play another one in Stockholm, all ages

I think, the moral of this shit is
Just do what makes you happy
Cause at the end of the day, no amount of money's gonna get you that shit
It might help tho