Kenny - Writing Life lyrics

They said when you write sh** down you are no longer dreaming or fantasising, you are setting goals. I just wanted the world so here it goes aight? My life is a fantasy, f**ing unatainable Writing it down, this sh** is f**ing incredible Was on my mind I am day dreaming Worked hard so now I am really f**ing living Was in the slums broke, with no hope, fantacising Fast cars and pretty women But all I see is hooptees, hoes and ghetto living Mansions and Yatchs beyond Happy thoughts Wondering if dreams is all the sh** money bought Look at when you dream some try to k** Cant let that stop your undying will Understood nothing but the money, really funny Now you writing so now you really living Came to the rap game to spit rhymes n***as in the skies want to stop mines but i; reherse the verses; so call in the hurses cause i spit d**h in all my f**ing lines and verses. Head first is, The Mc who ever dissess The worst is, colorful lingo and curses one 9 in their lines verses every calibre in Mines Like Uzi, Ak, Tek Nines 50 Cal, I gotti, Shotty, 16, m4 Shorter carbine who gotti to ya body like their name is Goddi No matter just scatter Your Brains, your Lungs your Liver squeezing close range not missing you got to be mad, tell me who it is you really f**ing dissing I squeeze d**h not triggers, Pussies know I aint sweet, so they squeeze n***as Dont even look shook cathing my hooks Good luck, you might get yourself a mother f**ing gun bu*t, but After the bu*ting is the slaying, d**h blasting Ak singing Defacating; Men women and children. All Around the place is funeral faces. Music to the ears hearing Shell Cases Dead Mcs in all kind of places. I want to; be like the terminator change my life up became the motherf**ing governator. Right Now I am the rhyme-a-rater rhyme-a-rating sharp like rhyme-razor. precision sh** like a rhyme-lazer Haters cant phase the rhyme-attainer I Rhyme greater. Like the rhyme-a-nati who can stop me. I rhyme light, I rhyme bright, haters in the building know I rhyme tight. The Rhyme Battle? This lock G Got glocks in the crew you rhyme-locking like you shot stopping, hammer back gats co*king verdicts in, chalk lines, wrong lines, I spit crimes. This bought this fantasy life of mines. That is why i am illing And now I am really chilling Everybody knows now I am really in the caribean writing it down and getting it on. My life is a fantasy f**ing unattainable writing it down this sh** is f**ing incredible Was on my mind f** I am day dreaming Worked hard so now I am really f**ing living Was in the slums broke, with no hope, fantacising Fast cars and pretty women But all I see is hooptees, hoes and ghetto living Mansions and Yatchs beyond Happy thoughts Wondering if dreams is all the sh** money bought Look at when you dream some try to k** Cant let that stop your undying will Understood nothing but the money, really funny Now you writing so now you really living