Lyrics Quadeca – Red One Hundred Emoji

I can’t look up to these rappers if they’re below me
Got an army so big it’s compared to Kony
Play this shit in the woods see a bear named Smokey
Telling you to be a little more careful homie
I’m very lonely
Spotlight glaring on me
I’ma make it to the top like my parents told me
If you really think you’re there then show me
I’ma kill so many rappers they gone have to hold a ceremony
For some reason
Every white rapper is Eminem
This message coming from the cloud, but it ain’t heaven sent
I ain’t future, futuristsic I’m present tense
Then again
I’ve been sweating gems since like twenty ten
When Ben was ten
They said «he’d never be ahead of them.»
Like how they said «Trump could never be the president.»
Shit I don’t understand that bro
Put my finger in the game like I’m Amber Rose
Damn that’s low
Shit to heavy to handle bro
I’m so I’ll that Travis can’t find the antidote
I guess what I learned is that our future can’t be known
They got the guy that this nation told to command the globe
They told Obama from Kenya that he’s replacing him

And the racism
In our nation
Isn’t save to live in
It’s like my 4th grade math class it’s the same division
But man the nation want some change and
This the way they’ll get it
Poor mother with a child trying to make a living
Scrutinized because you chose a different faith than Christian
But all of these rides man they ain’t gonna make a difference
Because the people with the power rather play than listen
Fuck politics
I’ll admit
I got a lot of shit
On my conscious
That I’ve been haunted with
On my confidence
My followin’
Got a lot of opposites
It’s ominous
That people gone suffer the consequence
For uncarpeted
It’s obvious
Wall Street lobby
Run out the lobby quick
Half the nation feel like they Bobby bitch
White supremacy in America is anonymous
We need some thicker skin, but where the fuck the dermatologist
Yeah
I’m too preachy
It’s too easy
To trash all the shit that they be saying on the news, tv
But how the fuck that did that even happen? Like Houdini
Confederate flag with more than a few retweets
I don’t want to be the ultra typical, liberal that’s repeating BuzzFeed
Bull shit
Just like a ritual
I don’t wanna pander fake shit to seem political
I just wanna be critical
As an individual
Fuck it
I sound like Filthy Frank
A bad internet rapper, but I’m still the same
I fill the banks
Stuff bags like a pillow case
I build my rank
Doing it till I’m great
And I know the way I do It I got hell to pay
I’m Titanic ice caps better melt away
No cool in the game I can’t celebrate
Until I’m really at the top I gotta elevate
Yeah