Soto - Keep it True lyrics

In a matter of seconds I'm pa**ing whoever's second Lapping the rest and laughing as I gasp and take a breathe in Just, add this to my casket collection Of cla**ic instrumentals I murdered while cla** was in session So, don't ask me questions 'bout the past or the present The only thing that really matters is the path that you head in Using rap as my pa**ionate weapon, my habit's progressing No time to be depressed, smiling when I'm actually stressing My risks are limitless You livin' gingerly, similar to what Chuckie Finster is I turn competitors into quitters quick Like Princeton kids against some dimwits in a trivial quiz Freshest prince to spit, but no diss to Will Smith Real sh**, I'm the realest, feel this And if you resist, banana peel it, split or slip Rippin the rhythm it's imminent that you lift your lips [Hook] Keep it true, and believe in being you It's easy to be a fool when seeing what people do, but Keep it cool, it's no reason to beat a dude Just kick up your feet, and let the beat begin appeasing you They say hell is a hater's paradise I'm givin' critics vacations whenever I handle mics Swear on my life I'm never selling out for wearing ice I'm only getting by homie f** unnecessary strife So what's the plan tonight? You trynna get a gram or slice? Nothin' fancy like a romantic night by a candle light The flow is tight, but I'm hangin' loose, staying cool With new slang to use, while I'm raising the roof The damage i inflict will make you wish it was fiction I stay lifted like a dog's leg position when it's pissin' When it comes to the bong, I'm a frog, i always rip it (ribbit) See me any time at all and you can witness the commitment A game changer, I make game breaking plays More than Diddy changes his name to reclaim his fame Making a line that's lame is like finding a lion tamed Dare I say that it's a rare occasion when I'm makin' rhyming statements They say that you can make it if you have a plan That's like telling a t-rex if he practiced he can clap his hands It doesn't happen man So for now I'm writing cla**ic jams And snaggin' grams until my eyes resemble Jackie Chan's [Hook] Soft spoken, but I go hard against opponents Flow is sharper than shards of gla**, after its been broken Culprit of the dopeness Bogus? What are you jokin'? It's easy to see my buzz approachin' like sharks in oceans So legit, my punchlines deliver busted lips Bucket list consist of convincing the world to f** with this Consistently crushin' it like fingertips with a bunch of piff You wanna run with this? Then you better step up your hustle kid Son of a b**h Somebody tell him to slow it down Smoking loud, no doubt he brings a focused sound Colder than the weather when there's snow on the ground My only goal is to stay afloat while I'm drowning critics out Audio version of beast mode Rare like an auctioneer preferrin' to speak slow What I'm spittin' is realness, f** a placebo Rhetorical flow, do you believe that he's dope? Indeed so, and I'm repping the east coast Material is rich like pea coats and speedboats As far as green goes I just want the g's yo Weed and the cheese always trynna increase those Career is serious, like an epidemic is Wrote a verse a period f** that academic sh** Area is rich but my residence is penniless I'm never sweating it i'll just better it for the benefit [Hook]