Drop the Other Side

Yeah, they wanted me to fail,

but I forgot

how {dark filtered synth melody opens,

slow heavy sub bass sweeps} I spent ten thousand hours just to

make it look easy Now they copy my swagger,

but they cannot retrieve me (cannot retrieve me)

{heavy 808 sub-bass

drops

hard, sharp rolling 32nd-note trap hi-hats} Sleeping on the floor,

countin' down the days

Now I write the checks,

watch the static fade

They want the recipe but never did the work

I kept my head down,

built it from the dirt

Now the table is set,

and I am eating first (yeah,

first)

{snare rolls, rhythmic 808 slides}

They mock the vision till the numbers start to double

Now everybody claims they knew me in the struggle {percussion drop-out,

rising white noise filter sweep,

accelerating snare rolls} I spent ten thousand hours just to make it

look easy

Now they copy my swagger,

but they cannot retrieve me (cannot retrieve me) {full production return,

maximum 808 impact, wide stereo synthesizer} Signed the paper,

kept my masters in the vault

Everything I won was never by default

I do not need a crew,

I am the whole machine

Living out the plot of what was once a dream (what was

once a dream) {groove switches to slightly syncopated off-grid

rhythm} I forgot how to fail (yeah) Ten thousand hours just to

make it look easy {rhythm fades out,

leaving only the dark synth melody and echo of the vocals}