Enkore - FFT (0-100 Freeverse) lyrics

My whole life, tellin brothers to go chase dreams Now they steady askin me to do the same thing Say they f** with the music n I'm here sayin thanks Say take minds out the gutter bro why you take exams Sayin sh** like don't be a p**y yo f** a CAT But I am, stop seein thru me like trucker hats I put on for hip hop Give music my life n soul till the last needle drops f** my name post that u can forget it As long as the net effect isn't feckless I'm helping children stressing I want em to grow into humans that'll love n share Or at least a generation that'll f**in care Sadly good intentions mean bad money And bad moneys way more than what I have on me Wear Ts so old even I laugh at me N I loved my kicks until they stole my cash from me Now I'm rockin dirty shoes and my old Ts Saving pennies for studios and dope beats Mom n pop givin every thing that I'm asking But my concern is I'll never make a living off of rapping N I won't feed a family off of tablets So I can't keep prayin that u all gon buy up all my albums Wanna sell a few thou n I'm like as i As if they bothered about a casket Of a man that never walked on they planet Man this hip hop sh** that I slipped in as a kid was a bad pick But no choice I got pads filled No periods it was blue and black ink And I never hid it but was forced to rethink If I wanted romanov or that riesling Sippin good on beaches or vodka at its neatest Would you rather drown in debt or get ya feet wet? Tell the waiter serve a bottle of the finest But hol up speakin of servin I can't bottle up the rhymin I want a bit of both, I wanna spit intros and Dont wanna split no portion I want my chicken roasted Want my children rollin, in at least cars Even if it ain't got the engine to leave a speed mark Ain't lookin at bein elite with the ballin But f** Food For Thought if even eating's a problem