I wasn't gonna say this... but I keep seeing it everywhere Y'all picking that low hanging fruit like you don't even care That track you about to drop... just stop Look in the mirror first... you're better than that Yeah, let me be honest for a second, this is getting to me Watching people fake it when they could be who they're meant to be I see them flexing like they veterans, but they barely in the game Running their mouth heavy, but their bars all sound the same, yeah No pen pressure, no hunger burning in their lines Just fast-food flow with a factory design, and it's Eating at my soul when I see weak-ass beats Getting all the love while real artistry retreats, listen I been in the dojo, sharpening my blade Fighting my own demons while they cut corners, afraid To put in real work, to face what it takes I studied every legend, learned from their mistakes, but Y'all skipping all the lessons, wonder why you never grow No cadence, no rhythm, no soul and it shows Just playlist fillers that nobody will miss While I'm fighting for my legacy, fighting for this Low hanging fruit, that's all they ever reach for Said they want the top but they settle for cheap scores No skill, no craft, just copy-paste dreams Nothing's what it seems, nothing's what it seems Low hanging fruit, yeah that's the easy way But easy never built what's meant to stay I've been climbing higher while they stay low That's just how it goes, that's just how it goes Look, I gotta vent about this platform situation Same copy-paste sound flooding every station Generate a track in thirty seconds flat But where's your soul when AI wrote your rap? That's Everyone claiming "producer" with a text box flow Remix the same idea, watch the numbers grow, but What about the studio time? Late nights in the booth? You call it "modern truth" but that ain't the truth, nah They farming all the plays with the trending tags While real creators grinding, carrying heavy bags Upload twenty tracks, see what sticks to the wall Quantity over quality, that's the protocol, and it's Breaking my heart to see art become template Missing all the essence, everything feels fake I craft every syllable, build it from the ground While they mass-produce mediocrity by the pound Low hanging fruit, that's all they ever reach for Said they want the top but they settle for cheap scores No skill, no craft, just copy-paste dreams Nothing's what it seems, nothing's what it seems Low hanging fruit, yeah that's the easy way But easy never built what's meant to stay I've been climbing higher while they stay low That's just how it goes, that's just how it goes Let me paint this picture for you, make it crystal clear That low hanging fruit, it's rotting every year Easy to grab but it don't got the substance While y'all feast on scraps, I've been hunting something Higher than the ground where the real fruit's found Taste the difference when you work for every sound Sweet reward for the grind, that's the real surprise But y'all satisfied with basic, compromise your prize, and That's what separates the best from the rest of them The tree keeps growing, fruit keeps getting sweeter when You climb a little deeper, push a little harder You can stay down low, be a bottom-feeder, but I been watching y'all feast on artificial flavor While I cultivate the craft, every line I savor Every bar, every breath, every word that I make High quality fruit, that's what legends take Low hanging fruit, that's all they ever reach for Said they want the top but they settle for cheap scores No skill, no craft, just copy-paste dreams Nothing's what it seems, nothing's what it seems Low hanging fruit, yeah that's the easy way But easy never built what's meant to stay I've been climbing higher while they stay low That's just how it goes, that's just how it goes So let me ask you something, what's it gonna be? You gonna keep pretending or face reality? Wake up, step up, time to elevate Stop accepting mediocre as your only fate The ladder's right there but you gotta climb Stop wasting talent, stop wasting time I'm throwing down the challenge to the whole damn scene Stop living in the basic, start chasing the dream Put in the hours, put in the sweat 'Cause lazy gets you nothing but regret, and I Promise you the fruit at the top tastes sweeter But you gotta leave behind that low hanging crap, yeah Low hanging fruit, that's all they ever reach for Said they want the top but they settle for cheap scores No skill, no craft, just copy-paste dreams Nothing's what it seems, nothing's what it seems Low hanging fruit, yeah that's the easy way But easy never built what's meant to stay I've been climbing higher while they stay low That's just how it goes, that's just how it goes So what's it gonna be? You gonna rise or stay low? Time to show the world what you really know Real simple... 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