[Verse - KAAN]
Mind over matter, but the money isn't even the motive
I said I'm focused on going after my goals
I guess I'm out of control but the flow is on lock
Like the keys don't work but a n***a don't stop
Got me feeling like I'm Pac 'til I motherfucking drop
You can never call it pop when the sound just rock
Hear a motherfucker knocking at the door
And you better let me in I got the pad and the pen
And I paint the picture with sins
Depicting within the word
[?]
Feeling like I'm on the verge
Of getting what I deserve
Look, it is what it is when you got a lot of nerve
And the flow has been appointed [?]
To the whole wide world
That I really wanna get in the position that I'm in
And know I can never win
Now why you forcing my hand?
I'm killing it with a grin
Depending up on the mood that a motherfucker was in
Shit, and if I did it once, I'll probably do it again
I can change it when I want
So I'mma let it begin
But you've all been [?]
Look, I understand that we make it seem effortless
Effort we giving to make you remember this
Small in the circle, a couple of members
The track is assembled and then I dismember
Dismantle the beat and I leave it in pieces
It's leaking a liter you wouldn't believe it
This shit is demeaning for no in particular reason
The beat isn't breathing you grieving
I'm focusing all of my energy tryna stay calm
But bitch you know that my name is K.A.A.N
So just ring the alarm
So n***as that get on the track and start attacking
And shoutout to [?]
Cause we know that you running [?]