Independence by TJ Wakeling Lyrics
This is it
Independence
I see you Justin
Creepin crawling get to drawin my attention sprawling
Going steady always ready and im never falling
Back at sevvy looking heavy i just thought of mauling
Making fetty call it bready im just problem solving
Look my in the eyes i wanna know the truth. just a young rapping boy and im sitting in the booth
Write away my life i know im gunna get it through
Soon you see me on the tv or an interview
When im rolling in your gunna see me with the flex
Tryna get a couple dimes i gotta get a couple cheques
When i drop this shit you people ask me what the fuck is next, in this game and acing it just like it is a fucking test
Playing with your bitch i throw the ball she know she playing fetch. 7 days a week im always up you know i never rest. got my pride and joy i like to keep that shit right on my chest
When im rollin in your gunna see me with the fuckin flex
With the flex
Im with the flex when im rollin in your gunna see me with the fucking flex
Lets go i wanna make it out, spitting through the teeth i got the fire out the mouth. on my way to glory you can see that im en route
You can see that im en route
You probably thought that i was done ill show you thats false
Truey on the ass it make me look like a boss
Walking on a dream so catch me out with a sauce
Only ever win cause i dont take to a loss
Fucking up this shit ill throw it in like its a cycle. when im going savage on the track they call me Micheal (Skrr)
Independent artist spitting on the fucking micco
Shout out B4LLIN STAWNS just for the beat im going psycho
Well i feel like a sorcerer, part time tourcherer. born in November so you know that im a Scorpio, Scorpio ya you know i always got that sting on the verge of a throne and the title of a king
Im just looking for a title, never catch me going idle, put in work im on the grind i know that moneys vital. just a guy but pretty soon ill be your idol like a wave thats coming in so might as well just call me tidal
Bars on the phone you know their in the notes. in the booth i never choke i like to smoke but mostly toke. dont know me then thats a joke. smoking weed is how i cope. white and gold on me got my lookin like the fucking pope
On the track you can tell im pretty cocky. people try people fail but nobody can't stop me. at the till i put in time making fucking proffy
Making fucking proffy
Got a mic and a top cause this is a start. 18 years old and im playing my part. get a Grammy anything i wanna see charts. since a boy just having fun out in the yard
Manhunt, tag or hide and seek out in the dark. use to play but now im shooting vids in the park. people look at me so weird but i say its art. catch me out im on the grind im at a show this is a start
Independence
I see you Justin
Creepin crawling get to drawin my attention sprawling
Going steady always ready and im never falling
Back at sevvy looking heavy i just thought of mauling
Making fetty call it bready im just problem solving
Look my in the eyes i wanna know the truth. just a young rapping boy and im sitting in the booth
Write away my life i know im gunna get it through
Soon you see me on the tv or an interview
When im rolling in your gunna see me with the flex
Tryna get a couple dimes i gotta get a couple cheques
When i drop this shit you people ask me what the fuck is next, in this game and acing it just like it is a fucking test
Playing with your bitch i throw the ball she know she playing fetch. 7 days a week im always up you know i never rest. got my pride and joy i like to keep that shit right on my chest
When im rollin in your gunna see me with the fuckin flex
With the flex
Im with the flex when im rollin in your gunna see me with the fucking flex
Lets go i wanna make it out, spitting through the teeth i got the fire out the mouth. on my way to glory you can see that im en route
You can see that im en route
You probably thought that i was done ill show you thats false
Truey on the ass it make me look like a boss
Walking on a dream so catch me out with a sauce
Only ever win cause i dont take to a loss
Fucking up this shit ill throw it in like its a cycle. when im going savage on the track they call me Micheal (Skrr)
Independent artist spitting on the fucking micco
Shout out B4LLIN STAWNS just for the beat im going psycho
Well i feel like a sorcerer, part time tourcherer. born in November so you know that im a Scorpio, Scorpio ya you know i always got that sting on the verge of a throne and the title of a king
Im just looking for a title, never catch me going idle, put in work im on the grind i know that moneys vital. just a guy but pretty soon ill be your idol like a wave thats coming in so might as well just call me tidal
Bars on the phone you know their in the notes. in the booth i never choke i like to smoke but mostly toke. dont know me then thats a joke. smoking weed is how i cope. white and gold on me got my lookin like the fucking pope
On the track you can tell im pretty cocky. people try people fail but nobody can't stop me. at the till i put in time making fucking proffy
Making fucking proffy
Got a mic and a top cause this is a start. 18 years old and im playing my part. get a Grammy anything i wanna see charts. since a boy just having fun out in the yard
Manhunt, tag or hide and seek out in the dark. use to play but now im shooting vids in the park. people look at me so weird but i say its art. catch me out im on the grind im at a show this is a start