Racing toward my goals
And the gap is gotten a lot closer
13th of October
Celebrating not sober
Who'd a thought we'd crossover
Another year is just less time
As I got older
It's one chance, and there's no chance
That I gloss over
Odds weighting
But we outweigh that
F*ck the love
Cause I know they fake that
Dropped the track
But Berto been ready ever since way back
Same niggas hating
The same niggas that played that
I came back
Flamed that
Stayed at the top of the totem pole
I promise these niggas could never change that
Moved from the City of Champs
I still remain that
Shit was out of balance
I went and I brought the game back
I'm top position, you opposition
Haters keep a eye from a distance
But they still plan to listen
And I'm still searching for competition
Give it a couple years
Watch your favorite rappers go lost and missing
I'm taking different routes
I hate to see these niggas missing out
Would say it's a dream
But the thing that y'all gotta figure out
The difference is with me
I'm really bout to go live it out
Don't believe me
Then that's on you
My record speak for it too
Everybody rap
But I spit the shit I been thru
Leel told me to speak my truth
That's all ima ever do
Makavelli back in the booth
I'm looking like living proof
They really don't gotta clue
And even if they did
What the f*ck could these niggas do
Just gotta sit back, admire
A nigga catching his fire
You see he better than most
It's never been really close
By the time you hear this
I'm probably just blowing Os
And coolin it with my bros
Til who the f*ck even knows
Smoking 20 blizzys
That all 2.0 on the scizzy
Dusse got me tipsy
I'm living it up for Nipsey
Working overtime
The lines keeping me busy
I'm focused, increasing digis
That other shit could just miss me
And I'd be doing y'all a favor
If I ever decide to let up
Don't worry
Just pick your head up
EP coming soon
We executing the setup
Whatever music I dropped
I promise this even better, I swear
Got me feeling like CP3 in NOLA
Got the whole team on my back
Plus this chip on my shoulder
Understatement cause this chip like a boulder
And ima bench press the weight
Just to flex on niggas looking me over
And I'm sick cause this rap shit is way too common
20 years in, still scratching at the bottom
Say with mo money come a whole lotta problems
But I rather chase some money cause I already got em
Young Rob - October 13 Lyrics
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Racing toward my goals
And the gap is gotten a lot closer
13th of October
Celebrating not sober
Who'd a thought we'd crossover
Another year is just less time
As I got older
It's one chance, and there's no chance
That I gloss over
Odds weighting
But we outweigh that
F*ck the love
Cause I know they fake that
Dropped the track
But Berto been ready ever since way back
Same niggas hating
The same niggas that played that
I came back
Flamed that
Stayed at the top of the totem pole
I promise these niggas could never change that
Moved from the City of Champs
I still remain that
Shit was out of balance
I went and I brought the game back
I'm top position, you opposition
Haters keep a eye from a distance
But they still plan to listen
And I'm still searching for competition
Give it a couple years
Watch your favorite rappers go lost and missing
I'm taking different routes
I hate to see these niggas missing out
Would say it's a dream
But the thing that y'all gotta figure out
The difference is with me
I'm really bout to go live it out
Don't believe me
Then that's on you
My record speak for it too
Everybody rap
But I spit the shit I been thru
Leel told me to speak my truth
That's all ima ever do
Makavelli back in the booth
I'm looking like living proof
They really don't gotta clue
And even if they did
What the f*ck could these niggas do
Just gotta sit back, admire
A nigga catching his fire
You see he better than most
It's never been really close
By the time you hear this
I'm probably just blowing Os
And coolin it with my bros
Til who the f*ck even knows
Smoking 20 blizzys
That all 2.0 on the scizzy
Dusse got me tipsy
I'm living it up for Nipsey
Working overtime
The lines keeping me busy
I'm focused, increasing digis
That other shit could just miss me
And I'd be doing y'all a favor
If I ever decide to let up
Don't worry
Just pick your head up
EP coming soon
We executing the setup
Whatever music I dropped
I promise this even better, I swear
Got me feeling like CP3 in NOLA
Got the whole team on my back
Plus this chip on my shoulder
Understatement cause this chip like a boulder
And ima bench press the weight
Just to flex on niggas looking me over
And I'm sick cause this rap shit is way too common
20 years in, still scratching at the bottom
Say with mo money come a whole lotta problems
But I rather chase some money cause I already got em
And the gap is gotten a lot closer
13th of October
Celebrating not sober
Who'd a thought we'd crossover
Another year is just less time
As I got older
It's one chance, and there's no chance
That I gloss over
Odds weighting
But we outweigh that
F*ck the love
Cause I know they fake that
Dropped the track
But Berto been ready ever since way back
Same niggas hating
The same niggas that played that
I came back
Flamed that
Stayed at the top of the totem pole
I promise these niggas could never change that
Moved from the City of Champs
I still remain that
Shit was out of balance
I went and I brought the game back
I'm top position, you opposition
Haters keep a eye from a distance
But they still plan to listen
And I'm still searching for competition
Give it a couple years
Watch your favorite rappers go lost and missing
I'm taking different routes
I hate to see these niggas missing out
Would say it's a dream
But the thing that y'all gotta figure out
The difference is with me
I'm really bout to go live it out
Don't believe me
Then that's on you
My record speak for it too
Everybody rap
But I spit the shit I been thru
Leel told me to speak my truth
That's all ima ever do
Makavelli back in the booth
I'm looking like living proof
They really don't gotta clue
And even if they did
What the f*ck could these niggas do
Just gotta sit back, admire
A nigga catching his fire
You see he better than most
It's never been really close
By the time you hear this
I'm probably just blowing Os
And coolin it with my bros
Til who the f*ck even knows
Smoking 20 blizzys
That all 2.0 on the scizzy
Dusse got me tipsy
I'm living it up for Nipsey
Working overtime
The lines keeping me busy
I'm focused, increasing digis
That other shit could just miss me
And I'd be doing y'all a favor
If I ever decide to let up
Don't worry
Just pick your head up
EP coming soon
We executing the setup
Whatever music I dropped
I promise this even better, I swear
Got me feeling like CP3 in NOLA
Got the whole team on my back
Plus this chip on my shoulder
Understatement cause this chip like a boulder
And ima bench press the weight
Just to flex on niggas looking me over
And I'm sick cause this rap shit is way too common
20 years in, still scratching at the bottom
Say with mo money come a whole lotta problems
But I rather chase some money cause I already got em
Writer: Roberto Pinto
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