Luck-One - Breakthrough lyrics

[Intro] Uh-huh Yea Twenty-six years later Look what I've become Listen.. [Luck-One] Yea! Somehow I'm still growin' They say my time is the now And yo, my sk** showin' Throwin' my life in the crowd Came off the top of them ciphers Ain't no writin' allowed And getting better every disk out They liking this style It's been our dream My team is full of talented cats I'm between working jobs, and Raising kids, and crafting these raps It seems that most of us is praying for it Knowing that we never will Sell out a venue What happened on a record deal? I have rose under the cages Chasing after everything I imagined While scratching on them pages The critics said I'm dope The writers said I'd go Now I'm trying to re-inspire Smith and Sunny with the flow like Yo What the hell we waiting on? This is everything we talked about as kids And if I don't ever make it There's nothing other than local How can that be undetermined to give it what I did? Honest to God I be tryin' to promise the squad Like how gon' know if we aren't on our job? Like we ain't even gotta draw no plans up.. Just envision 30,000 with they hands up! And tell me how it feels And tell me if it's bad enough to where we can make it real And tell me if it's worth it If they purchase only 5 men And only seek discursive if the verses up and live And I'm tryin' to get it Glow like I'm Leroy A shine like they've never seen Shade from a day in my life in this Evergreen State and they say that it is one life and that's it So I'm tryin' to make it hot like a matchstick Keep the track lit for Utahn[?] and his wife Felipe in his grave and Jabari serving life My ancestors were slaves but my children Ain't gonna be nothing near it This is real rap You can touch and feel it Let it go You can keep all of them s**as still But I'm gonna k** it more for humility when we unreveal you And I ain't trying to be the best I'm trying to be the one cat that stood apart from the rest Determined life through the pen Never ends let the flow stretch on Writing my life in these protest songs Fighting society's grotesque thrones While my individual thought Become lost and entangled and wonders if they bought Yea Vivid summers in the Port You can see the heat on the paper His muzzle's report Young is crafting that jumper like a lifeline To a never buoyant vessel that they could ride for a lifetime Heh Like it's some type of magic And though the fight is tragic It's like these rituals we live in Is all the truth we've been given So it functions like a rite of pa**age We're mad illiterate but writing cla**ics= Live in indigence or fighting past it This is the apex Gotta break through to live This is the latex Seeking some freedom from my caged flesh I stay fresh and dwell upon These hims of my existence that I made mesh Yea.. [Outro] Yeah! I feel like.. This is gonna be a good summer Not even on some rap stuff but, like, on some real life stuff You know what I'm sayin'? I'm doing what I love, man! You can't knock that Regardless of the outcome.. Seven!