Kid Sweezy - Bobby Boucher Lyrics

Yo
They told me I ain't shit
That I should just quit
But quit ain't in my vocabulary
And that's something I can always admit

Yo I'm just being me

My hat SnapBack and the Reebok pumps (my outfit)
Everybody looking at me they all chumps (no one toppin)
I come back like an all star in converse chucks
I rap my own act I sure don't needa stunt
I'm eatin all these MC's I'm wrapping up lunch
I been on they back so long they gotta hunch
Bobby Boucher I tackle them till they punt

I'm just doing something they sayin I can't do
I'm not doing it for them tho
I'm in this thing for me yo
Haha idek how much I smoked today
(Bobby Boucher
Bobby Boucher
Bobby Boucher
Bobby Boucher)

Ambitionz az a Ridah I look to those higher
Peace in my prayers like Pac was my guider
Giovanni all on me ain't no one gon be flyer
I been getting W's no L's no lie I sill ain't tired
What I'm giving too the game you can't get hired
Heaven on my chest the gates are open I am higher
Burry success with me so when I'm gone I'm not pieced apart
I got these fake rappers kissin ass like Caitlyn Jenner's lip balm
I laugh when they use the same metaphors as me in songs
Hey thanks dawg for letting me know that I got it going on
Just like I had ya girl with her flip flops on bent over on the futon
This ones for the ones who judge my life by my wrongs (haha)

(Yo)

These same people that use to respect me
They judge me like they don't need correcting
But aye it was my bad for suspecting
That my type to you would even be accepting
They tellin me these kids life is corrupting
When it's the Christian's in the world that are judging
The same people that are sayin I need curing
They kids doing the same shit behind a different curtain
Bobby Boucher I have careers ending

Everybody hatin just wanna talk about what I do
But I hate to be the one talking when I ain't walked in someone else's shoes
And I hate to be the one sleeping cause a real dreamer never snooze
(Bobby Boucher
Bobby Boucher
Bobby Boucher
Bobby Boucher)
(Kid Sweezy)

And the same ones judging me on Earth
I can find in pews in the church
These people occur they all obscured
Like they too scared to observe
Why you living life in reverse
And having nightmares of a hurst
Cause yo ass dead and gone
Before yo lesson could be learnt

And I be on my best
Taking wax to the dome
I been looking at the future so I ain't seen home
My lyrics something to see like site seeing Rome
They so special they gon need they own ringtone
Everyone hatin on me acting like they sat on God's throne
Little did they know I'm typing forgiveness through this iPhone
Haters gonna hate cause that's what's in they bones
Pac said life goes on so as it does I walk alone

I'm just doing me man
That's one thing they can't stop you from doing
Ever
Work till they have to respect you
Cause they can't out-do you
(Bobby Boucher
Bobby Boucher
Bobby Boucher
Bobby Boucher)

Y'all spit that mumble shit
When I spit it's over with
Imma sum these rappers up just to get the total width
Every thing off they lips a myth
Fake shit true shit they gon say Imma hypocrite
I hear em all hype try me twice I have no type
I'll end the fight with insight and ignore their spite
Yo lyrics sound like shit hey it's MC ass wipe
Call him rapper no rapping his rhymes so broke they can't swipe
If the top is a high height Imma be first on that flight
Something I can't do but I sound like I got that (get right)

Listening to these other rappers starting to get boring
I been laying vocabulary like I'm putting orders in
They jealous cause I have all they bitches droolin
Netflix and chill with a blunt and we coolin
I break it apart and her fingers get to rollin (You see)
I used to have thoughts of leaving everyone alone
Now I'm pissing on my haters like they name Sloan
They can't do it like me I'll never have a clone
I'm higher than a balloon with no string on the moon
I'm the white kid they got on resume
I smell like weed and money
And yo bitch the cologne