Lyrics Unscripted - Quadeca

Unscripted

Playing in the league
I haven’t seen you ballin'
I just see you falling, how it really be
I am off the script
You can’t hold me back
I’m independent, do the mixing
And the selling, I control my path (Woo!)
Getting it online
Don’t care if the money ain’t on time
These artists ain’t really artists
If they care about the bling more than the hotline
Yeah!
I am off the script
Woo!
I am off the script
Remembers to my voice
This shit is my choice, damn, I gotta win
No, I ain’t a bird in the trap
Working like that, but I have been searching the map
Trying to find another fucking person that raps
Perfectly fast with beats that’s certain to slap
If you know about the way I work on the track
Then you know that I will always finish first, that’s a fact
Everybody laughed when they heard that I rapped
Until they heard me rap and confirmed that I’m stacked
Fuck the bay, I’ll put Earth on the map
Got the highest numbers, like the nerd in your class
I’m the only one that’s coming in, curving the stats (Perfect!)
The words that I craft into verses, I’m mad
I’ve made mistakes, but at least I learn from my past
Play the song, your headphones turn into ash
That’s what happens when I burn every track
Ain’t like rappers who submerged under mass
Or who look for validation from the shirts on their backs
Friend accuse me of spending stacks on clothes
But the shit that they was wearing was worth more, in fact
Ain’t that a blessing?
I earned all this crap
So now, I like to flex in reverse, like an ass
Running circles, and laugh, all these rap clowns think they in the circus or act
It’s absurd, and it’s trash
But I’m sure that it hurts to be servin' this crap
'Cause I’m coming up to get it, I ain’t turning it back, uh
Yeah, it’s really me (Woo!)
Playing in the league
I haven’t seen you ballin'
I just see you falling, how it really be
I am off the script (Yeah!)
You can’t hold me back (Yeah!)
I’m independent, do the mixing
And the selling, I control my path (Woo!)
Getting it online
Don’t care if the money ain’t on time
These artists ain’t really artists
If they care about the bling more than the hotline
I am off the script
Woo!
I am off the script
Remembers to my voice
This shit is my choice, damn, I gotta win