Jalen - Unbelievable lyrics

[Verse 1: Josh Smith] Got a lot of friends, but a few homies Only a couple people who would straight up k** for me No fake friends, keep it real homie I'm tryna make a living dawg, I ain't got time for phony Yeah, and you know I be steady grindin' I spit raw, do you need to be reminded? Want a hot song, then you know that I can write it I'm part of a movement, homie, stop tryna fight it Swangin' All day, don't matter the destination I walk in, they sit me down, screw the reservation Representing that new generation You know I'm complex, opposite of basic Doing me, staying true to myself face it No way to reciprocate it Be you and let the haters keep hating Go big or go home right? That explains why I never get to sleep at night Pen writing on paper, I'm pouring out Make it known to these people what my life about A straight edge brother from Evergreen You know I did it for the team Had a dream, DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING Want that paper green, WU TANG CLAN taught me C.R.E.A.M It seems by any means that you show You never know when your life is gonna finally blow And so, I can't slow, it's always time to go From my city in the bay, yeah you already know Fa'sho, I know I'm far from perfect But thanks to some people that made life worth it Jalen's working, made a beat that's churches sermons It's bursting like me [Hook: Josh Smith] Cuz I got to, got to, got to go I got to, got to, got to blow I got to, got to, got to show That I can do this, make sure they know That I got to, got to, got to go I got to, got to, got to blow I got to, got to, got to show That I am unbelievable [Verse 2: Josh Smith] Oh man, shout out to the fam That's my squad, that's my team, that's my crew That's my friends, that's my family that's the whole dang clan Just saying, I'd probably go to DeAnz But my MOMMA told me that I had to stop playin' So now the plan is to go to a college That could help me get some musical progress I'm honest, a respectable guy But if I can't spread my wings, how am I supposed to fly? Bye bye, I'm gone, if you're going, come on I'm just waiting for a label to pick up the phone Cuz I'm calling, man, I gave up my balling for this Pick the ring up if the first number is six Till then, I'll exist in my town making hits What's that sound? It's a little suspicious... Oh that? That's the sound of me murdering these verses I practiced and I rehearsed, but my future still looks murky and uncertain I'm searching for when I emerge, worthy and shocking these persons That's a surge, where birds perch to drop turds and uh It's absurd, I'm spitting every word You're listening but you cannot pick out one curse (It's unheard of) Whoo! Watch me utilize this blessing No days off, that's how you get in second, uh T-DUB Coulda been a doctor, coulda been a lawyer But instead, a little while ahead I'll be getting that bread from my rapping disorder I'm a soldier, you know that I'm ready to die for ya All this spitting made me thirsty, stop the track, I need some water [Gulp, gulp, gulp] Ahhhh… [Hook: Josh Smith] Cuz I got to, got to, got to go I got to, got to, got to blow I got to, got to, got to show That I can do this, make sure they know That I got to, got to, got to go I got to, got to, got to blow I got to, got to, got to show That I am unbelievable