Thomas Austin - LET HIM FINISH Lyrics

Part of me wanna go spazz on half on of these artists
They really actors
We give em platforms and wait for their drops like the rapture
When everything they say is
Halfway demonic or backwards
They feed you poison through your ears and say they praying for you after
You treat their lyrics like it's scripture
All I see is crooked pastors
Man don't ask me 'bout no rappers
And don't tell me who you think I sound like
Or who coming after
I'll plant my name like grass-root methods
Grow the game like my pasture
Although I speak for a living
They manage to leave me baffled
All of the trash on the streets
Like littering in the big Apple
It's way more cappers than Alphas
And only probates got steppers
It's way more trailers than leaders
It's way less upside than ever
And if I come and say
I'm the one to shed light on situations
It's no longer motivation
Then I'm the one painted bad like picasso done drew a hater
It's funny all the lines they cross then say that it's "entertainment"
Thanking God in their speech after taking the devil's payment
Ha
And I could diss if I wanted to
Pat Bev clap in front of you
Master Maison pen
Don't touch the flow I swear it's done cut a few
I could go head up with Future like you staring at older you
Man I swear I'm in the same class as Drake like the private school
I could add to the problem
But music serves a greater purpose that calls me to solve it
Don't ever think that I would run from the confrontation
That's not even conversation
I'd rather build em up
Or give an assist
I'm playing the point
And stacking the coin
I think it's time we have the difficult sit down like they pulled a groin
Yeah
The game full of bruised egos
Done giving grown men passes like their feet set shooting two free throws
They ain't cashing it
This ain't borderline passionate
More like full blown gassing it
This like 4th quarter game tied
Clock ticking
No passing it
No more time for passiveness
Smoke come from me ashing it
I'm ashing it