Promise - Critics lyrics

This one's for all the people who talk Shoot you down before you reach the top Cause they just don't know much about me You know the types that say this and that Jealous types trying to hold you back Soon it will be as clear as can be For those who feel that they need to speak My life is more than stories on beats You'd know that if you new about me Can I just rock a rhyme one time? Elevate minds enjoy the vibe Like 93 till infinity I'm alive I light the vicinity spit the rhyme But I still receive cut eye, when I, bust rhyme Must be the light or the shine from the white It can't be the sk** or the beat or the mic Could it be jealousy that you're not quite like, me I'm not like you your attitude is at the altitude Like dude I want to battle you I'm not budging only God's judging You can take the glory, I'm not fake fronting Nothings stopping me, God's still calling me Your own insecurities is k**ing ye softly The rap artist, dissed than disregarded Stick around yo I'm just getting started This one's for all the people who talk Shoot you down before you reach the top Cause they just don't know much about me You know the types that say this and that Jealous types trying to hold you back Soon it will be as clear as can be For those who feel that they need to speak My life is more than stories on beats You'd know that if you new about me All of a sudden I'm becoming the talk of the town Cause my lyrics seem to be getting more positive now It's true I'm the same dude they talking about Cause I don't hand out tracks when I'm walking around But I know "what you know" Only God can judge me, so if it's only God that loves me I'm OK, I can say that, I'm a man of God so when I make raps I'm like eight tracks, I don't play they can talk the talk I walk the walk, while they at mardi Grais and in the dark there lost I don't stop to watch I walk with God like ladi dah They still watching, they probably are You can't catch me or form a weapon against me The best kept secret has sworn to protect me If you got a problem I suggest you arrest me I'm not guilty, dirty, but not filthy Like the Kennedy's you wanna put an end to me Bullet in my melodies but ye never met me I love my enemies not just cause it says so I got joy un-control over flowing yo Don't hate it you'll keep us separated Where's the love man yo it's so underated?