Biografía:
Sylvan LaCue began his music career in 2009 under his then name, QuESt, after taking inspiration from Canadian rapper Drake and his sudden success following the So Far Gone mixtape. He chose the stage name "Quest" but stylized it as "QuESt" after rapper Nas' uppercase "S", saying "Quest is a common name, I wanted to differentiate myself in some way, shape, or form."
After a troubled relationship with his mother, Sylvan moved out of his mother's home at the age of 17 and thereafter, repeatedly moved back in and out of her house.
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[Intro] x2
Bbm Ebm
[Verse]
Bbm
I been thinking centuries
Ebm
In twenty years will these niggas mention me?
I'm all in your odds
Bbm
Don't know many times I've played these cards
Ebm
Just keep your guard and disregard facades
Tunnel vision has brought me this far
Bbm
Hennessy guzzling, lies have been muzzling
Fuck was I, yo
Ebm
Holding grudges, I should let these bygones be bygones
Bbm
If I'm on then I'm gone, and my dawns can flourish in peace
Ebm
Snakes will never be stand up
Bbm
I had to switch up my stanzas, was money motivated
Ebm
Ironically, no apologies
I thought it would be wiser to speak the truth
Bbm
I'm tired of struggling, I'm tired of making excuses
Ebm
If you want change then make a change, don't get lost in the 'clusive
Bbm
That shit ain't conducive of forward thinking
Ebm
Too many blacks is dying
Too many cops acquitted
Bbm
My skin is a splitting image of fear and misunderstanding
Ebm
I feel like my mistakes done cost some chances
But fuck that shit, at least I caught some glances
Bbm
I can smell it, stronger than fakeness around the corner
Ebm
Gotta be bigger than self, don't ask [me out if] you want ta
Bbm
Don't say I never warned ya
Ebm
Music was all I had, I turned away the world to find myself
Bbm
You know I hate to brag, but fuck your legacy
I followed no recipe, this is my shit
Ebm
Rather build from the bottom then stand behind of your cockpit
Bbm
Use my talents to better humanity
Ebm
How long will I be a slave to desires and vanity
Bbm
I search for the man in me
Responsibility for my passion
Ebm
I pray that my talents be used by the law for more action
Bbm
Can't leave this world with nothing but judgment of acts reenacted and form emotion
Ebm
What have you done to make my land a better place though?
Bbm
Nigga case closed, since my father I don't carry on with
Ebm
Refusing offers from seat and sponsors
Bbm
You so accomplished, you so above
All this nonsense, self-righteous
Ebm
Come and write this sense of, higher purpose to ruin past creative felt like this, mmm
Bbm Ebm
Amazing grace, you face mistakes, my pen escape, then wake your soul
and witness how long it actually tends to take
Bbm
I pressed the breaks so many times, I might as well be a mom
Ebm
I move in silence but nothing actually climbs
Bbm
Don't lose your soul, nigga
Ebm
Don't ever lose your purpose when it's told, nigga
Bbm Ebm
Be aware of those who never wanna fold with you but go with you, when more figures, go swole picture
These cold niggas invest in my whole liver
Bbm
Fuck them toxins, My brother surrounded by oxytocins
Ebm
Told him I'd whip his ass if I found him around them problems
Bbm
Drug culture, used to glorify the sellers
Ebm
But now we users, open abusers, destroying ourselves
Bbm
Avoiding thy hell, or preach your head off
Ebm
I'm feeling best off when I'm open and private
Bbm
Fuck all that silence, what constitutes the root of suicide?
I know some niggas who cried
Ebm
Came to my side, nothing but tears in their eyes
Bbm
Like "I wish my homie heard your music", he'd probably survive
Ebm
Chills down my spine and what I'm concerned with
Bbm Ebm
Spotify plays and how to make amends with niggas I give two fucks about so I can route
how to maximize this clout
Bbm
I owe y'all apologies
See, I been making music for the wrong reasons
Ebm
I think my vanity's catching up with my sense of being
Bbm
I think my lust for status is tragic, imagine
Ebm
Ain't spoke to friends in like seven months for this passion
Bbm
Fuck all that reenacting, I'm more concerned with memes than taking action
Ebm Bbm
Then getting public with strangers, and hating or acting
Ebm
A slave to these boxes while suffocating through all this madness
Bbm
I cannot suffer, I have a voice that needs more extracting
Ebm
I'ma do everything in my power to watch the masses
I'ma get...
Bbm Ebm
[Verse]
Bbm
I been thinking centuries
Ebm
In twenty years will these niggas mention me?
I'm all in your odds
Bbm
Don't know many times I've played these cards
Ebm
Just keep your guard and disregard facades
Tunnel vision has brought me this far
Bbm
Hennessy guzzling, lies have been muzzling
Fuck was I, yo
Ebm
Holding grudges, I should let these bygones be bygones
Bbm
If I'm on then I'm gone, and my dawns can flourish in peace
Ebm
Snakes will never be stand up
Bbm
I had to switch up my stanzas, was money motivated
Ebm
Ironically, no apologies
I thought it would be wiser to speak the truth
Bbm
I'm tired of struggling, I'm tired of making excuses
Ebm
If you want change then make a change, don't get lost in the 'clusive
Bbm
That shit ain't conducive of forward thinking
Ebm
Too many blacks is dying
Too many cops acquitted
Bbm
My skin is a splitting image of fear and misunderstanding
Ebm
I feel like my mistakes done cost some chances
But fuck that shit, at least I caught some glances
Bbm
I can smell it, stronger than fakeness around the corner
Ebm
Gotta be bigger than self, don't ask [me out if] you want ta
Bbm
Don't say I never warned ya
Ebm
Music was all I had, I turned away the world to find myself
Bbm
You know I hate to brag, but fuck your legacy
I followed no recipe, this is my shit
Ebm
Rather build from the bottom then stand behind of your cockpit
Bbm
Use my talents to better humanity
Ebm
How long will I be a slave to desires and vanity
Bbm
I search for the man in me
Responsibility for my passion
Ebm
I pray that my talents be used by the law for more action
Bbm
Can't leave this world with nothing but judgment of acts reenacted and form emotion
Ebm
What have you done to make my land a better place though?
Bbm
Nigga case closed, since my father I don't carry on with
Ebm
Refusing offers from seat and sponsors
Bbm
You so accomplished, you so above
All this nonsense, self-righteous
Ebm
Come and write this sense of, higher purpose to ruin past creative felt like this, mmm
Bbm Ebm
Amazing grace, you face mistakes, my pen escape, then wake your soul
and witness how long it actually tends to take
Bbm
I pressed the breaks so many times, I might as well be a mom
Ebm
I move in silence but nothing actually climbs
Bbm
Don't lose your soul, nigga
Ebm
Don't ever lose your purpose when it's told, nigga
Bbm Ebm
Be aware of those who never wanna fold with you but go with you, when more figures, go swole picture
These cold niggas invest in my whole liver
Bbm
Fuck them toxins, My brother surrounded by oxytocins
Ebm
Told him I'd whip his ass if I found him around them problems
Bbm
Drug culture, used to glorify the sellers
Ebm
But now we users, open abusers, destroying ourselves
Bbm
Avoiding thy hell, or preach your head off
Ebm
I'm feeling best off when I'm open and private
Bbm
Fuck all that silence, what constitutes the root of suicide?
I know some niggas who cried
Ebm
Came to my side, nothing but tears in their eyes
Bbm
Like "I wish my homie heard your music", he'd probably survive
Ebm
Chills down my spine and what I'm concerned with
Bbm Ebm
Spotify plays and how to make amends with niggas I give two fucks about so I can route
how to maximize this clout
Bbm
I owe y'all apologies
See, I been making music for the wrong reasons
Ebm
I think my vanity's catching up with my sense of being
Bbm
I think my lust for status is tragic, imagine
Ebm
Ain't spoke to friends in like seven months for this passion
Bbm
Fuck all that reenacting, I'm more concerned with memes than taking action
Ebm Bbm
Then getting public with strangers, and hating or acting
Ebm
A slave to these boxes while suffocating through all this madness
Bbm
I cannot suffer, I have a voice that needs more extracting
Ebm
I'ma do everything in my power to watch the masses
I'ma get...
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