HD

Yuh,
Let's set the tone I'm dope as fuck
I don't need no validation
I'm on the rise I'm up and away
Losing touch with gravitation
Fuck a college I dropped out
Now I feel like I graduated
Fuck a Masters, fuck a Bachelors
I don't care bout a stack of papers
Lately I don't wanna leave the house
My work ethic been through the roof
I'll write a song in a couple hours
Then record it all when I use the booth
Normal people don't understand that
Here's what I'm gonna do for you
Game 7 in the final seconds
I'd get fouled go 2 for 2

Honestly this music shit
Is the only thing that could save me
Paid my dues the last 5 years
Now they say I need to pay fees
I just pray dat when I do a show
Imma need to get paid please
High and drunk when I'm looking at you
Logic told me that's HD

Rappers be talking to me like we even but still they be trying to settle the score
All of these rappers be stealing they shit but when I get influenced I credit the source
Wait til I'm gettin the jeep, swerve
I call up my mom cuz she gettin a Porsche
Talking about me is bad for ya health
Cuz I'm crazy as fuck wit a mental disorder
I don't play no games, like
How did y'all let the lames past?
They might do some great things
But they music wack, straight facts
Lil Yachty is a great person
I just think that he makes trash
You can think that about me,
But if that's the case then you hate rap

And honestly this music shit
Is the only thing that could save me
Paid my dues the last 5 years
Now they say I need to pay fees
I just pray dat when I do a show
Imma need to get paid please
High and drunk when I'm looking at you
Logic told me that's HD

Yeah, now listen to me
People be talking but that isn't free
This year I'm trying out lobster
Last year I was eating the chips with the cheese
No I do not get da choppa
All of these of these bullets I shoot with the teeth
All these bitches be looking for drama
Yeah, me I be sipping the tea
If I think its wack I'll call it out
You could say that I get that from Eminem
If I'm the bad guy, whats the radio?
They the ones that'll let it spin
Play me on your headphones or
Da aux chord dats in the whip
Cuz the radio can suck my dick
Yeah bitch, censor this

Honestly this music shit
Is the only thing that could save me
Paid my dues the last 5 years
Now they say I need to pay fees
I just pray dat when I do a show
Imma need to get paid please
High and drunk when I'm looking at you
Logic told me that's HD

Yeah, that's 4 of a kind
Grounded but still I be soaring the sky
Telling me things now I'm more indecisive
Devil be talking that's morbid advice
Yeah, I ain't heard from god
Guess he ain't fuck wit the vision
I must be up on the waiting list
And he's tryna take me like true religion
Thats supervision he a super villain
I'm off the rock with my superstition
Cuz the holy one ain't afraid to lie
While the devil shows us his true intentions
Still I have some questions
And he ain't ever wanna listen
Cuz if we all be gods children then
What the fuck makes Jesus different?

This music shit
Is the only thing that could save me
Paid my dues the last 5 years
Now they say I need to pay fees
I just pray dat when I do a show
Imma need to get paid please
High and drunk when I'm looking at you
Bitch, I'm HD



Credits
Writer(s): Derek Nalette
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link