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Young Kamil - Artist (feat. Whyte Psyclone) Lyrics




Check my tag, I'm an artist
Aiming at me like I'm wearing a target
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
Wanna come at me? Well, let's get started
Coming at me like you run the game
But the truth is the real brotha got that chain
The real brotha is gonna get fame
Even if he got a bad stage name
I kill the beat like it's pay day
I'm the boss and the beat is minimum wage
Beat it like I'm playing video games
Cause you I always pass the stage
Don't care what you say, I'm gonna be me
Gold on my neck and it's shining
I got a crowd and they're wilding
And this whole time, I'm just smiling
Eat the beat like I'm a sumo
Playing cards, and I got uno
I am the one that you know
Tell you where you are like your name is Toto
Gold ring like I'm Frodo
I don't a got a show tho
I'll just call my dad "vro"
Pack up my bags and I'm gonna go
I don't know where the cut off is
So Imma keep on rapping to this
Until I find the whole chorus
And just build up my rap fortress
My main man thought all my songs were lacking
I just sat chill like I was snacking
Soon enough, you know I'll be racking
You know I'll be stacking

Check my tag, I'm an artist
You know that I am the smartest
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
And you know that I am the hardest
Check my tag, I'm an artist
You know that I am the smartest
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
And you know that I am the hardest

Check my tag, I'm a beast
And the beast is seen to not be the least lyrical
Y'all are too spiritual
Spiritual individual
None of y'all brothas have yo own ways
The way you act is always the same
As the next person that show up in line
It's true, it happens every single time
Guess I'll just let the news out
This isn't a joke this ain't for the clout
I really don't care what you might wanna say
Because I got homies that feel my way
Chain on my neck and it's shiny
Treat every day like it's a Friday
My rhymes are hot: they're spicy
I'm like a king I'm almighty
Purchase your tracks, I can work with that
I land on my feet just like I'm a cat
Y'all coming at me, no no no
You weren't with me, now go go go
I wanna take this, really slow
But the more you learn, the more you know
Just call me bandana bro
Look at me, yo face will glow
Check my tag, I'm an artist
Used the beat to just fake the chorus
None of y'all can rap just like I can
I'm faking them up just to get myself fans
McDonald's sticker on the locker room floor
Bro, you know it wasn't there before
I stuck it right on my clothes
It's down on the floor just like my flows

Check my tag, I'm an artist
You know that I am the smartest
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
And you know that I am the hardest
Check my tag, I'm an artist
You know that I am the smartest
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
And you know that I am the hardest
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Check my tag, I'm an artist
Aiming at me like I'm wearing a target
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
Wanna come at me? Well, let's get started
Coming at me like you run the game
But the truth is the real brotha got that chain
The real brotha is gonna get fame
Even if he got a bad stage name
I kill the beat like it's pay day
I'm the boss and the beat is minimum wage
Beat it like I'm playing video games
Cause you I always pass the stage
Don't care what you say, I'm gonna be me
Gold on my neck and it's shining
I got a crowd and they're wilding
And this whole time, I'm just smiling
Eat the beat like I'm a sumo
Playing cards, and I got uno
I am the one that you know
Tell you where you are like your name is Toto
Gold ring like I'm Frodo
I don't a got a show tho
I'll just call my dad "vro"
Pack up my bags and I'm gonna go
I don't know where the cut off is
So Imma keep on rapping to this
Until I find the whole chorus
And just build up my rap fortress
My main man thought all my songs were lacking
I just sat chill like I was snacking
Soon enough, you know I'll be racking
You know I'll be stacking

Check my tag, I'm an artist
You know that I am the smartest
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
And you know that I am the hardest
Check my tag, I'm an artist
You know that I am the smartest
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
And you know that I am the hardest

Check my tag, I'm a beast
And the beast is seen to not be the least lyrical
Y'all are too spiritual
Spiritual individual
None of y'all brothas have yo own ways
The way you act is always the same
As the next person that show up in line
It's true, it happens every single time
Guess I'll just let the news out
This isn't a joke this ain't for the clout
I really don't care what you might wanna say
Because I got homies that feel my way
Chain on my neck and it's shiny
Treat every day like it's a Friday
My rhymes are hot: they're spicy
I'm like a king I'm almighty
Purchase your tracks, I can work with that
I land on my feet just like I'm a cat
Y'all coming at me, no no no
You weren't with me, now go go go
I wanna take this, really slow
But the more you learn, the more you know
Just call me bandana bro
Look at me, yo face will glow
Check my tag, I'm an artist
Used the beat to just fake the chorus
None of y'all can rap just like I can
I'm faking them up just to get myself fans
McDonald's sticker on the locker room floor
Bro, you know it wasn't there before
I stuck it right on my clothes
It's down on the floor just like my flows

Check my tag, I'm an artist
You know that I am the smartest
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
And you know that I am the hardest
Check my tag, I'm an artist
You know that I am the smartest
Look at my songs, I'm an artist
And you know that I am the hardest
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Writer: Riley Ball, Whyte Psyclone
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