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letra de the starter - young a.g.

you ready?
okay
i’m ready now

look

i know i owe myself something for the minutes
i put it all this effort this is payment i ain’t finished
how can i be slippin when i’ve never slipped?
they throwin splits but they never seen me drift. (drift)
i’m looking at my past and the people that i’ve cut
none of it was rash, i felt an itch, they used me like i’m rich
in a different lift
i’m a level above
highest floor but below i don’t judge, (never judge)

i don’t wanna be beefin n0body who i’ve beefed, i lost a few friends it don’t haunt me in my sleep, (yeah)
a part of me is saying i should reach out but then i feel that these clouds are heavy they won’t clear up

will we ever cheer up? in a different era
i’d be in the mirror asking myself, is it me or them?
this generation i know will be the first to offend but never be the first to admit to their sins. wait. (tone it down)

what hurts me most is the memories you throw away
all that good for nothing
all the time you helped them put them in the album
and you tell them how come
you was never there, when i needed ya
a lone wolf in the press, media, (media)

there’s no wikipedia but i am being the man who’s bleedin
the real thoughts within reason
i type them out then delete them
as they don’t care when you feelin yourself, (yeah)
words encourage actions that tell the difference throughout. (throughout what?)
i go no time to die and i know it, i got a shot and i’m ballin
i need to take it, i’m storing all of these opportunities as they follow
delibertiliy and god you can’t mimic me as i’m sittin here peacefully. (really peaceful)

who do you know who can spit like me and ride a beat like a horse
i’m underrated, i walk in the porch
i’m reading the paper from the view of the poor, working class adds to the fire i pour
i’m wanting more, (more)

i’m freestylin my way through life i don’t know what i want i go on insta and i see what everybody has
and you want what they have but they want what you have so i start spazzin on the pad then forgetting that i’m a grad, (graduation)
but what does that matter i feel that i should be here, when you roll in emotion you know the hill disappears
i’m fed up of hoping that life will get good, so focused on the future that the present is stuffed, injected by l-st. (oh)

i know love is what everybody wants. it’s why we’re here to feel our soul-mate
but the feel degrades, we get re-made when love goes a to c, (c)
so many talking stages from me, now the grade an e, (eee)

if love breaks you then you in the warzone of your mind
you will ask yourself questions that you can answer in time
i’m still awaiting mine but you best believe this
i’ve been through enough trauma to really deep it. you know
(believe that)
i know i owe myself something for the minutes
i put it all this effort this is payment i ain’t finished
how can i be slippin when i’ve never slipped?
they throwin splits but they never seen me drift. (drift)

i’m looking at my past and the people that i’ve cut
none of it was rash, i felt an itch, they used me like i’m rich
in a different lift
i’m a level above
highest floor but below i don’t judge, (never judge)

- young a g

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