Note To Self - Euroz, Emilio Rojas

I swear it’s the same shit just a different day

As I think about the hearts I can penetrate

The infrastructure of the youth’s mind I could renovate

I envision my mom smiling on that big estate

Await to put the shit I can’t pronounce on a dinner plate

I ain’t took a day off since I clocked in

I stare at my son and make me question where my pops been

A no-brainer that would need peace, dry beans

You wasn’t at the bottom, I don’t know you at the top then

The new shit these new niggas put out lame

The fireman, fans expect me to put out flame

I put the work in and watch the pay off bitch

Lazy niggas at the bottom is where I pray y’all sit

I don’t disclose figures regarding the bread I make

No Bernie but niggas question what I made off with

Word

I drop down to my knees as I put my hands up

Asking God a question only He can answer

I live life televised, somebody hold the camera

Don’t let the fear of failure hold you back

Ion’t talk to God like I should, I’m losing faith

Confess so many lies, I forgot how the truth would taste

Been looking for some peace in my hood, it’s a brutal place

Where friends will back-stab you, foes shoot you in the face

It’s fucked up, we focus on the wrong things

Talkin' 'bout Lebron hairline and not Lebron rings

And Ion’t really give a fuck what y’all think

We taking nothing for granted, it could be gone in a blink

Perspective, I ain’t antisocial, I’m selective

Ion’t waste my breath for nobody I’m not respecting

I ain’t shaking hands to gain connections

Fuck the politics, I ain’t running for elections

I’m the best in New York, fuck it I said it

You marrying the game, I’m interrupting the wedding

We the reason you should not be wed

I’m eating everything and you will not be fed

Motherfucker

I drop down to my knees as I put my hands up

Asking God a question only He can answer

I live life televised, somebody hold the camera

Don’t let the fear of failure hold you back

See I was backstage at Summer Jam

Like «Where them hoes?

I’m trying to hit some.»

Conversing with K-Dot, that man did some

Then I met J. Cole, like «Fuck, I should’ve spit some.»

You won’t make it if you play it safe, you gotta risk some

Feel I was fit for this business without the costum suit

Outshine these wack cats, I’ve been instructed to

Ironic how these new rappers still ain’t came with nothing new

It’s hard to come across artists who ain’t doing what others do

Labels enquire 'bout the kid like «What's up with dude?»

«The name Euroz, been mine, rap circles 'round that other dude.»

I’m close to groundbreaking but we ain’t walking on thin ice

Wasn’t born with manners but it’s obvious I been nice

Modest with my son but the lab is where I spit nice

Hoping for success that’ll alter my fam and friends' life

If this is how it starts, I wonder what the end like

Seated too on a table and you ain’t get the invite

I wonder why

I drop down to my knees as I put my hands up

Asking God a question only He can answer

I live life televised, somebody hold the camera

Don’t let the fear of failure hold you back

Don’t let the fear of failure hold you back