Past-X, D19 - Young Rappers Lyrics

Ask me to keep it 100
I keep it a thousand
I'm browsing I'm browsing
Scrolling texting
Flexing through a mountain
Of overly boosted bass pounding
In london town and
I'm pushing out music
Like I'm begging for wishes from a fountain
Yeah
My accountant is me
This is my life provocatively
Positivity has been lost
At the cost
Of my mental state of mind
I used to a have fun
Crushing these states of mind
But now i struggle
To come up with a rebuttal
To a battle self contained
Within my mind
But why am i
Rapping and pushing on
If I'm making music for me
Tell me
Why didn't I enjoy producing that beat?
If i don't release it to the public
Than I'm feeling incomplete
I'm looking in the mirror
But I don't see me
Yeah
But I don't see me
Thats why I'm
Coasting
On this broken road
Boy you fucked up
Why didn't you
Do what your told?
I'm broken
But I'm coasting
By my lonesome
Chosen by nobody to succeed
I got that young rappers blood in me

Young rappers have it hard
Trying to make it in this game
With those bars
Rappers
Have it easy once it's made
They got people in suits
And they all still getting paid
Young people
Listen to what these people have to say
But if all they say is Gucci gang
Young rappers
Compare themselves to the contemporary

(Im gonna hop back in)
Throw your life out on the track
People saying that its whack
On the come up
But i got no comeback
I'm mad, oh snap
Check this, check that
Read up on the facts
People make this pact
To separate the artist from the music
But whats the fun in that
Lil pump repeats more words than he Writes for the track
But enough that
Enough of the slack
Enough of the flak
Living in peaceful london
But its feeling like Chiraq
With the constant attacks
I just want to relax
Im about to crack
But I hold back
For the sake of my well being
Cause I am seeing
That I am bleeding
Without the help
Im misleading
Myself and I am pleading
To stop misreading
These signs
Realize whats mine
I used this album
Just so I could pass my time
Cause if all I got is more
Than being alone is a chore
Leaving me sad a sore
And bored
To the point that I'm getting ignored
Which I can't afford
After the energy that I poured
I thought I scored
Found the one that I adored
So I hit the gas and floored
Straight to the old problems
Tthat I used to explore
Thats why
Thats why I'm coasting
On this broken road
Boy you fucked up
Why did you
Do what your told?
I'm broken
But I'm coasting by my lonesome
Chosen by nobody
Cause I'm broken
Still choking

Young rappers
Have it hard
Trying to make it out of the streets
With those bars
Rappers
Have it easy once it's made
They've got these people in suits
And their all still getting paid
Young people
Listen to what these people have say
But if all they say is Gucci gang
Young rappers
Compare themselves to the contemporary
Artists
(Damn)
(Its D19)