Brown Recluse lyrics

[Intro]
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[Verse]
I'm guessing I'll just start at the beginning
Never thought they'd ever have a n*gga like me winning in this rap sh*t, I was right and wrong
Wrong to think this sh*t was ever just about writing songs
Confident the talent would carry whenever hype was gone
It was just delusions of a good heart
Knew I had a good start and was blessed too
Still fell behind all the n*ggas I was next to
It was only fuel, in the crib like the pen his only tool
Big deal, down to the miniscule
n*ggas that I started school with already finished school
Momma steady asking what you finna do, I'm doing it
Had to go through them ruins or I would've ruined it
I learned well
Make 'em turn pale way I tax, ain't no speed past
Gotta earn everything you get with me, I need that
Tryna stack the same sh*t that we wrapped in
I'm on point, no morse code but we tapped in
Too much white noise, I know n*ggas need Black skin
Ain't nobody with me relaxin'
And for my dogs, keep the cheese tax paid
And my honeydew relieve back pain
That's why I make sure the beeswax thick, her edges holding
Like our hands when we got hitched, don't pledge allegiance
Used up all the detergent, these n*ggas folding
I been on my research sh*t
Shout out Lil Reesey, that dingy white t-shirt sh*t
Just call me creasy, that man on fire
Dakota fanning all them flames, could only send him higher
They too inspired, they would never see that he's a victim
More than a million off them faucets, never hit my pockets
Profits must've missed him
Even if the label f*cking with you, it's the f*cking system
That's why I can't keep f*cking with them
Need birds of my feather, the whole sh*t turducken
Buddy buddy, then we find out all these n*ggas f*cking on the same b*tch
Lumped in with those who couldn't even speak my language
Tell folk I'm a rapper and they think we do the same sh*t
[Outro]
Type sh*t