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Rising Son

by Bryan Martinez

on Tsunami (2018)

[Verse 1]
My temper flarin' when they dare to over look my efforts
Don't you compare me to no skill set that is any lesser
See I ain't got nothing to prove, there's so more to do
Knowing with every drop of ink a nigga getting better
Look I ain't salty towards the others that even give care to listen
I never learned to give a fuck about a damn disposition
Say my arrogance sickening, but my juice is just leaking
It's dripping out of my pores and shoot out my mouth when I'm speakin'
Throughout this year a lot of shit changed, people swearin' that they know me but they not close
That little boy lost in his notebook in the fifth grade, grew to be a groovy nigga with a fly soul
I was training on my own without a Sensei, composition got me feeling like Picasso
My mind work a little different boy I been strange
Always focused but I'm lost up in my thoughts though (thinking)

[Bridge]
I ain't never finna rest I'm testin my faith, yeah
Always gotta hustle till I'm next acceptin' my grave
Funny how you never know when you gonna go
I just wanna do the most right before I leave
I got brand new obstacles up in my path now
That ain't nothing Imma maintain something while the flow stay crushin' with it -

[Hook (x2)]
Cause I ain't confident for nothing ll these other niggas frontin homie let's go
Fuck ya topic of discussion Imma need an introduction till I'm best know
I be smokin' on a spliff till my head right
Shorty comin' to the crib if her head right
Only fuckin' wit the kids that can get it like me (yeah)

[Verse 2]
If I ain't know what I was doing would've been gave up
When there's nothing in my pocket and my friends changed up
See I was stickin' to the code like a Davinci or something
I'm just mastering my craft while tryna practice what I preach but when these niggas actin wild I'm finna snap and bring the heat I mean-
Damn, I get ahead of Myself
Maybe cause they don't know about the disrespect that I felt deep inside, when overlookin
I don't wanna follow in these other rappers footsteps
And live off the wave that they done started I just couldn't
These niggas nothing but I hype they say the proof is in the pudding
I'm seeing these niggas duplicate up in the game
And think to myself are you afraid to be the same?
Cause I be the type to go create with no restraints I mean compared to the nineties all this music out here lame (wait, wait, wait)

[Bridge 2]
Let me pump it on the breaks tho
Now these bitches wanna fuck me whats the ratio
I ain't never been the type to watch the day go
Grindin' till the days that I be swimmin' in my bankroll
Tell my momma that I'm sorry couldn't stay home
There's so much that Imma need and gotta pay for
There's so much niggas even gotta pray for
Tryna get my name up in the books before the grave stone

[Hook]