Target by Baby Cade, perspectivemn Lyrics

[perspectivemn]
Live it up to the fullest
I'm a new breed and you know it
I'm feeling rage
Fucking breaking these chains
Call me Neil Perry
I'm a Dead Poet
I never wanted this life or the cars or the fame
Like an archer I'm marking my target I aim
Bitch get the fuck out my way
I don't have time for your shit
Or the games that you play
Pass the baton I'm still running the race
Not pacing myself cause the game is relay
Wait
Hold up a second
I'm so ugly, but this is my mane Essence
Skipping classes I wasn't present
Said fuck school cause of discontent
I'm an awful artist but I rap what I feel
So when it gets spit rest assured that it's real
[Baby Cade]
Bitch I’m number one, y’all just throwing blue shells
I saw your girl, I got inn, just like a hotel
Bitch I’m on the charts, cuz you know excel
My craft is an art, like it’s fucking pastel
So much bitches like love island, I feel like Noel
Merry Christmas, God's my witness, I don’t take no L’s
Back in business, bitch just listen, this shit hot as hell
Wait a minute, watch me finish, like it’s show and tell
This shit on fire like a mother fucking target
I’m growing everyday like I’m in a garden
I hear the 8’s boom, that’s some fucking jargon
She bouncing up and down like the stock market