Spitty - 3AM In Brampton lyrics

Ayo they told me keep on dreaming
And never give up on spitting
So I'm sitting here venting circulating
Through what I'm wishing
Got my head in the game yeah I'm focused
But all this talk they keep
Spewing dawg it's bogus
Cuz most these cats ain't even tryin'
To help me reach my position
Matter fact they be lying telling
Me that I'mma get it
My back been stabbed dozens with
The hatred and dissing
I keep shooting for the top no
Where close I keep on missing
Yeah I started from the bottom
Where I made it at
Well I ain't here nah I'm down
Where all the failures at
Man all this pushing and promo has
Got me looking alone tho
Cuz I be doing it myself
I ain't got nobody's help
All this stress I'm taking on
Must be damaging my health
All my pluses cut in half with
All the negatives I'm dealt
O-o-o ooh, yeah X that
No new friends but where the rest at
Cuz ain't nobody getting big up
In this rap game
Without a buzz spread the news
Share the rap name
Spitty feeling hot headed at the moment
Every week new verse still got it going
But what's the point let's be blunt
Ain't nobody give a crap
Let's face it my dreams shattered like
I'm going through the glass
Count the fans on my fingers who
Made me who I am just a handful that been
Really executing the plan
I ain't even hit adulthood I know that
Doesn't mean I can't reach
Success before that
It's been 13 months 5 days 7 hours 36 minutes
12 seconds since I joined at the
Time that this was written
The changes I've seen have been tremendous
The way I go hard with
Every bar is relentless
He said I suck she said I suck they
Say I suck yeah I know that
I kept it calm all before but now
It's time for me to go mad
Got me flowing a little bit faster
When I'm furious on this mic
Since y'all don't even care I'll just
Stick to what I like
But you'll never see me give up
Always putting up a fight
Left a normal life and head right
Took off up on this flight
I think I'm 'bout to lose my voice
With all this yelling I've been doing
No matter I got my head up
Doing me I keep it moving
These artists reaching numbers
Like it's nothing i'm on my grind but
Been degraded it's disgusting
I always keep it conscious spitting
Hard using my head
But I think I'm losing consciousness
Ready to drop dead
I'm just tryna earn respect from
Every drop I make
For every line I write for every spot I take
Man if destiny's involved she
Better look nice tomorrow
Cuz right now her eyes just
Filling me with sorrow
Turn down the beat homie I ain't from Toronto
Young words from the burbs B
Town we the grotto
Still gotta win once 'fore I
Can win here again i'm gon earn my way till
I'm ranked 11 outta 10 yeah 11 outta 10
Gon earn my way up till I'm 11 outta 10
Hope y'all were ready for that onewe gone
Spitty keep it locked you know
The rhymes come hot
Burn the rungs up off this ladder
As I'm climbing to the top