Hold up, go ahead listen to this
I know you mad at me
For all the ways I'm talkin my shit
And you don't like what I've been sayin
In these bars that I spit
But I can't change what's in the past
Because it's already writ, like
You are not him, you are not him
So shut the f*ck up
Cause I'm still recording, you say
It's not that important
I've heard that shit way before this
Your conversations are boring
But it's ok cause either way
I know I'll still be performing
Just took a flight out of Portland
I'm on the way to New York and
My plane just started deboarding
Oh shit, this crowd is enormous
My momma asked me
How the f*ck that I could even afford it
I'm gettin paid a couple racks
To go onstage where I flourish
And this is just how I get it
They like the ink that's embedded
These tattoos all up on my skin
I guess that they got a fetish
I put they ass up in a guillotine
And leave em beheaded
And then I put em in a ditch
We call that shit loss prevention, like
Why you keep on tryna f*ckin call me all the time
Heard it ring too much, but I kept hittin decline
And I know you pissed off that I keep on gettin high
Every song that I post, I rewrote it ten times, like
Hold up, go ahead listen to this
I know you mad at me
For all the ways I'm talkin my shit
And you don't like what I've been sayin
In these bars that I spit
But I can't change what's in the past
Because it's already writ, like
Hold up, go ahead listen to this
I know you mad at me
For all the ways I'm talkin my shit
And you don't like what I've been sayin
In these bars that I spit
But I can't change what's in the past
Because it's already writ, like