Fiction (feat. PREMISE On The BEAT)
Say "What?" again
I dare you, I double dare you, motherfucker
Say "What?" one more goddamn time
Y'all said I couldn't do it
Back when I was broken, going through it
'Till I got a deal, now they talkin' 'bout me, I knew it
I don't ever take risks and when I feel like it, my head tells me "Na, don't do it"
Yeah
C.R.E.E.D that spells Creed
"Who is he?"
He's a king, he's happy, he's healthy and he's wealthy
I'm gonna go and see what Kleevlin's doin'
He's with Angie, chillin' in the studio (Hey)
Funny that my imagination sounds so real
Happy now I got a deal
I don't hide my face, I wear that mask for promotion
Had to get this album out, it was holding so much emotion
Sky is so blue like the wavy sea, in the ocean
I just lose myself in all the raps that I write (Woah)
Back in school, I struggle to get some things right
But sometimes my stress would take over my little mind
My life's like a fiction novel
Addiction trouble
People keep on doubting, but I'm making double
Yeah, used to be inside an antisocial bubble
Well now, I'm completely social
Open up the cage and let the dogs kill
Hounds ready to bite your leg off, yeah, they will
Look at all these dickheads poppin' the top of the pills
Why is everyone's name now startin' with 'lil'
Must be a way to get clout off the Soundcloud bullshit
It's just very smart and simple way to get easy-easy recognition
He dismissed the ghost story as mere superstition
Enough rhyming with these big words
Just got a jet, flying high like a bird
Your so fuckin' ugly, you should roll in the wind like a turd
Wait, you just heard
This is red season, it's either life or death
Choose wisely
I'll be known to make a living off this rap shit
In my bank will be 11M's because of this rap shit
Some people can't even make it in this rap shit
Some people don't even get recognition for what they wrote
Oh shit
My life's like a fiction novel
Addiction trouble
People keep on doubting, but I'm making double
Yeah, used to be inside an antisocial bubble
Well now, I'm completely social
Oh you thought I was done, na, bitch, I'm here to stay
You know I hate some people, woah, what did I say?
Hold up
Flip this bitch, explode it like I'm Michael Bay
Feelings change depending on the day
Angie dangerous 'cause he got that laser ray
Looking at my bank account, how much I'm getting pay (Woah)
Fiction novel
Addictive problem
Tomorrows a mystery, so tonight we better sovle'em
This is red season bitches, did you forget? (No)
My life's like a fiction novel
Addiction trouble
People keep on doubting, but I'm making double
Yeah, used to be inside an antisocial bubble
Well now, I'm completely social