(Faze nicks what up?)

[Verse]
Hit shots like nicks
Snipe a mother fucker like six
The whole world know the boy sick
Never get a marker it's always a one hit
We killin' it for all the people that talk shit like klick klack bang
Know that I rep faze clan
People say nicks your'e the man
[?]
Hit em' whith the collab watch the fans scream
All money good
Able that I rap, we got it
And every damn player we shot it
People like ''damn kid your verses are retarded'' and i told em' ''I know man thats why the fans bought it'', said yo it's all real
[?] And imma' do it one time for the people that doubt it
This is my plan, this is my life
We're the faze nicks and the clan and the grind yeah baby that's real

[verse]
They tell me to spit some real shit, nowadays what the fuck is real shit?
Put a song up bout' a white kid and it burns, blowin' up, [?] did you feel this, man thats fake
Bullshit cycle in the music makin artists wanna' quit nowadays
Get this straight, Im seventeen unemployed with a mic and a fuck ton of faith
Why god why?
Why can't I just be known? Why can't I just feel safe?
When's my time? fuck
Been three years makin' music so kids can relate
Bloodshot eyes, stuck under a rock, laugh it up then repeat just wait
My head's high, luck, yeah that three leaf clover been along the whole way (uhh)
(yeah) Sit on top my limit to create, don't plan on stoppin'
Read the headlines Cayman Cline won the grammy at age 58
Told my stories
Dont give a fuck if you pricks wanna' hate
Know I'm blessed
Look at my eyes when I say that this rap shit is realy my faith (uhh)