Dusty - Timbalands lyrics

Spittin' a flow over the goat, no nonsense
Writing I know, lettin' it go
That's progress
The beats are ridiculous and the
Drums are my instrument
With an instrumental given
My delivery's imminent

Yeah I'm foreign to these
But I was born to achieve
Tracks I'll work till complete
Then I sell my CDs
My artistic ambition, it'll lead to fruition
To the people who doubt me
Know that I'm on a mission

Know I'll put on my Timbalands, hit the stu
Go to work record One in a Million
Makin' stuff you ain't heard
I'll keep learnin' and searchin' so
I can make avant garde


But my music is nothing if I
Don't givе it to God

For this track they applaud
Yeah I'm talking the audiеnce
Not the claps in the bars
Yeah I thought that was obvious
Know I just bodied this
Leave the chef all my compliments
Or give him my digit's and say
I'm ready to conquer this