Алесь Тышкевич

If I could do it then whack on you, get off and make it work Yo, if I could do it then whack on you, get off and make it work Ain't no way down sitting around, it's now or never I'm picking a first You can't tell me that I won't make it, knew that I had this gift since first Brandon came out of mud like rugby, I had no body, I came from dirt Still can't fuck, I put it in the work Hitting a picture when I write lyrics, don't call me a rapper, I'm really an artist Just swarting by chance all up, I took one shot and I hit my target I'm not even yet in my prime, I'm not a hundred, they are still charging They don't wanna see me win by knowing that