I'll Decide ft. Deeko Lyrics

You want to be a big rap star

It's like I'll decide I'll decide

You want your lyrics to take you far

It's like yo I'll decide I'll decide

You think the people respect you now

It's like yo I'll decide I'll decide

When you think they're going to let you out

It's like I'll decide I'll decide

Now I've been sitting here for so long

I see my fucking nails start it grow long

It's so bad people have started asking about my pronouns

I don't smile sick of rappers that do when they show off

Your life is like a movie huh

Mine's like the prologue

My forecast is cold out

It's so nice thinking of taking a boat out

Tie cement to my legs just to make sure I drown

I'm so sick of it all

It's like I have some sort of rap record withdrawal

It's getting me cross

It's getting me nauseous

While I stand behind the pulpit

Deliver the sermon

Make sure to pass around the offering

When you see me make sure to ask me what I'm bothered with

The state of hip hop and every artist acting part of it

I'm a channel they say a conduit

A voice for the unheard

A module of their experiment

The solution without the politics

Till I'm defaced like the monuments

Sitting across from Parliament

You want the people to see who you are

It's like I'll decide I'll decide

They might leave if you show them too much

It's like I'll decide I'll decide

But when you fall who will build you back up

It's like I'll decide I'll decide

It's all over when you've no other choice

It's like I'll decide I'll decide

Is that art you write

Is your heart inside

I'll never fit in or play a part with rhymes

We'll make a mark this time

Your all marks its fine

I'd rather be me when the pen it glides

Sky is the limit

But that's if you live it

Sometimes I just rhyme for my own state of mind

You can't sell it

Nor does it bother me

Don't like monarchies

I keep my own royalties

I'll decide

The suits stay off of me

Manged on our own no ties to throttle me

The prize was honesty

Just sat recording with

Your best mates before you all age and go your way

Always growing eh

Hold what's close to you

Hold the mic speak life in its broken ways

You could be broke with fame

Or rich with none

Just be you when they calling your name