Big Leagues (feat. Josh Alias)

I don't rap I just channel through the space time continuum In this game bein nice is the bare minimum That's why I'm killen em I be beating tracks up like they owe me money If you act funny we could get hilarious There's no comparing this sauce original recipe All my heroes in jail or they under 6 ft That's the life when you playing in the big leagues Follow regulation never move with hesitation Mediation Arbitration might just make you lose your life Keep your circle tight cuz people ain't moving right I was born for this I never had to choose the life It always chose me I just want the freedom from the proceeds Cop some property somewhere lowkey and grow weed That's the American dream When I was 6 years old I thought the rap game was glitter and gold But I quickly learned it was nothing like the things I was told In order to blow up you gotta blow a record exec Or just give up your soul And these rappers feeling pressure they cant do it alone I've seen artist's taken advantage of chewed up and thrown On the streets with nobody and nowhere to call home This shit used to be about your heart story and flow And your passion and skill But today no label wanna build with you or even offer a deal Unless you got a rapper image they could pimp for some mills It makes me think if I will ever make it Cuz I'm not willing to sacrifice everything that's sacred All I got is resent for the industry and hatred What's money and fame if my spirits vacant? We used to dream of gettin big those days in the basement Now I see through every rapper I don't care what they name is I wanna hear where the pain is Tired of hearing you brag about the same shit All I'm saying If we do this we gone do it ourselves If we do it we gone do it ourselves Don't give up everything you got just to get screwed up and shelved Never let anybody tell you how to be Live your own life Times a concept but at the same time its definitively limited Make your own blueprints This is your experience Why you living someone else's? I be swimmin on sonics I'm on my Michael phelps Pay attention to who's cappin and who's crying for help Would you rather spread the wealth or eat by yourself? The imaginations heaven and hell Enter the metaverse For lack of better words What's cash in the age of the digital dash? Dollars for data and the system that contains The algorithm that profits from consumers every day F-B-I-G-T-W-I-T-T Tik Tok and the IT teams We now living in a world where we cant live without these things