Tekst piosenki
[Verse]
Trying to get the cheese no rat race
Run the court no fast break
Burn em all no ashtray
But im in a rat race no last place
We trying to blow up no gas tank
Trying to own the hill ask hank
And im making corny shit cuz when i rap foreal
Nobody knows what i feel it isnt that big of a deal
So ima keep switching that flow up
Ima keep stacking this dough up
Flow sus
More bucks less fucks given to these bitches
Like a sex addict
Who isnt that good at it
Like a crack addict who is back at it
Like lemme take a crack at it again
Im back at it again
Im scared to say what i feel so
I just lie to my friends
All the times i would vent
All those times are pretend
My problem is time and that my times well spent
I dont even wanna rap like that other dude
He’s still getting lessons no summer school
See that other shit is before me
Its boring
My only fucking dreaming is preforming before the
Before you instores too sell out the floor too just for you
A fucking listener who might get what i say
Pop filter in the way the mic stays dry when i spray
My voice sucks but im not voiceless
I choose use it in my art im not choiceless
Put your hands up if you feel it
Raise the fucking ceiling please
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