The Catch Up (remix)

[Verse 1: Rowlan]

Whole squad on that real shit ain't nobody but Tommy

Whole squad on that real shit my mirror reflects an army

My whole squad on the realest only fake people hating Rowlan

Cause I'm making moves like whatever that I'm driving stolen

Get it, I'll post the lyrics give you time to think

Get it, I started spitting sort of thinking

You would listen to my reminiscing maybe you could be my shrink

Or atleast just pay attention to my vast visions

And paint a mental image and listen as I finish flowing

Instead spitting written ideas right down the sink

I hope you get that, I hope you understand

That success Is the only thing I see up in my plans

Yeah and lying is easier then honesty

But honesty feels better soul speaking honestly

It bothers me that honesty gives birth to animosity and possibly

Will be the reason 6 feet on top of me

Ya I know I'm long winded bro

But I'd rather be long winded and different

Instead of someone just spitting

As someone ya never grow to know

That's how I seen it ever since biking and ball

Fame had me saved music just never made the call

So I grab the phone my self and made sure that I got involved

Now I'm directly linked with Dre through a friend this shit is raw

This shit is life

The shit I saw

Is the same shit that I write

You can't hate a man that worked every day

When he ain't have a friend and nobody pressed play

He gave music his all and he kept fucking working

And he sacraficed his life even when this dream ain't certain

I could of went to college and became a better person

But the world needs my help I cut it deep like im a surgeon

Yeah I said it you fake people gon' hate the movement

I can't blame you for hating all the real shit I'm doing

But what I've done and who I've become just keep on climbing

Not from the rough but all this pressure turned me to a diamond

Not from the slums but I trusted my gut and kept the killing

How can to stop a man that struggles trying to keep from spilling

This is my vent but I'm trying to make it pay the rent

Music out now I'm curious what audience is left

It got me scared is there any money left in rapping?

Million a verse is what I'm worth so I'mma make it happen

I'm trying to raise my net worth, fuck your net worth

I'm tryna drop an lp and crash ya network

I ball hard like swoosh, I know the net work

Cause if my air ball fall the whole world jerk

Uhh, you can't scare a man

You can't scare a man that fought with satin many times

I'm at the throat of anyone planning on my demise

Tell me why you take all of that time on partying and bullshit

If you tryna reach mine

Tell me why tell me why you hate the dude from Cape

Who got his own fucking merch' and rarely perform in his state

Collaborations with aftermath and upcoming artists

And it's clear he the realest never mentioned who's the hardest

Or who smokes the most weed or who's flow is most retarded

I can't blame em I'd be jealous this life can't be restarted

And you looking like a finish line comparing me to you

Cause I past the finish line competition's is through