Okay, hold up for a minute let me take a sec to breathe
They think they in the rap game but they still ain't got no leads
Get turnt like Johnny Appleseed I'm drippin hella seeds
Got shooters in my apple trees, all sour we ain't sweet
They say I'm lousy
And they get all mad
Boy you're a has been
Boy you're just sad
Did I make you think that?
Oh thats my bad
I guess that its over
I'll pack my bags
SIKE
Yo girl a dyke
I withold the pipe
Because she ain't right
Lil freak in my sight
I'll bet that its tight
I'll slide for the night
Next day catch a flight
She all bout her games but I told her this no playground
I come up clutch like double dutch I swing it all the way round
Like Captain Crunch I had for brunch I'm surfin on these waves now
I've become to much for earth and such, I'm blastin off to space now
She know I'm gettin the bag
She wanna make me her boo
But I know that she a red flag
And she got her mind on my loot
Just wanna love me for cash
Then I'll pop a tag, yeah I'll follow suit
I'm not one to brag
But if I drop a track
Then I make a splash
Give haters a rash
And I build my stack
Cause that's what I do
They say I'm unoriginal cause I go where that can't go
Take a trip to Florida cause I'm hotter than Orlando
Skeet all on that beat while all these homies play piano
They try to say I'm fallin but they know that I'm the man though
They always quick to count me out as if there is no hope for me
My time is here I'm countin down, so pumped up on dopamine
I'm on the move, no standin round, they on me but I'm floatin free
And tell yo girl to calm herself she tryna take control of me
These rappers the lamest
How are they famous
Admit it I'm shameless
I know that they fakin
Why do we settle for this?
You know that they washed up
Tell them dismissed
Got bars from a pawn shop
Hand me down licks
Plays like a shortstop
Game like a sport shop
I make your jaw drop
Songs on my laptop
Practicin non stop
Ready for this
A new arrangement is in order
Boy gon blow up like a mortar
Reel it back and I go harder
Not the rookie I'm the starter
Buy the whole store, I don't barter
Since my last tracks I got smarter
My bars cut like I'm your barber
When I pull up to the venue, toss the bandz in the air
She used to order off the menu, now its catered and prepared
Don't know who sent you, I'll still bend you, I'll still end you I don't care
Got the power like Mace Windew, please continue with your stares
I burn it up like I'm propane, okay
If I don't grind then there's no gain, okay
They all try rap but its so lame, no way
Tell me how its going in the slow lane, so plain
But you know I'll tell you how its goin in the endzone
Can't have one girl, she can bring her friends home
While that hatin homie still caught up in the friendzone
And I made 10 bandz lets go spend some
Fake tans, spray cans, catch me in some ray bans
They only here to piss me off but I don't take the bait man
I don't pay no mind to ya, you just another fake fan
I'm only here for rockin, screw the profit, I don't shake hands
They know I'm so fly I might go to the moon
These rapper are dusty, but I gotta broom
I make these hits, with a mic in my room
I break every cage that they try to assume
I'm workin hard till my pockets are filled
I opened the path and I locked it with skill
They bring up my past but I block it out still
You ask if I'll rock but you know that I will
Wait wait
Whats going on
Whats happening
I'm so wrapped up in the sound
Its always got me thinkin about
How do I spread what I've found
And Im thinkin where's my crown
Its 6 feet in the ground
And my heads spinnin round
Thinkin how I got profound
When my life's feelin drowned
Why am I here?
Why am I here?
Why am I here?
I don't wanna be here
Why am I here?
Why am I here?
Why am I here?
I don't wanna be here
