IDONTWANTU
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Okay, well Imma take the time to explain this rhyme
When I wanna make it mine
Bitches hit my schedule like
Do you think that you could fit in mine?
Nah hoe, I just be on my own
Most these bitches like they players who just sit on they phone
Nah, that's some lame shit
Not a hustler but I'm on that fucking gang shit
Causing riots cause I'm done doing the same shit
Sure as hell don't need my kid facing the same shit
Nah nah nah, what the fuck is up
I'm met by my other brother when I'm going through some tougher stuff
People got me fuckin' up
It's what I'm taught with on the daily
Hangin' with some kids one day for all them just to play me
I still can't believe that I made it this far
A young motherfucker who came for the bar
Came for the crown, but I kept breaking down
This is real life though, I ain't trying to drown
I'm swimming in circles but I'm seeing so many faces
Beautiful people from so many places
I promised I won't get lost in Vegas
I love you and I won't forget you when I'm famous
We just need to stay humble as artists
Respectful and loving that's what true art is
Moving on from my past like catharsis
But I'm hitting 808's like Heartless
Our lives went up like vertical
Independent people say we haven't heard of you
Each move has got to be tactical
But I'm going to enjoy life and look at the view
Even though I'm an artist I'm not above you
Just know you're amazing, and I love you
Yeah, yeah
I promised you was mine
I just took some time
Needed friends I hang with daily with you in my mind
Fuck a lane switch, same bitch
Four-wheel drive, such a lame bitch
Gay itch in my mind
I don't fucking get it, I'm entitled with emotion
People hate my language, like c'mon just speak some more sense
They say I will not make it
Like c'mon just speak some more sense
Feelings segregated, feeling way too potent
Yeah you were in my mind but I left you crying
Cause I couldn't make you mine
That's what happens when you stick around for the longest time
My mentality was straight
Most these bitches ain't
Think I'm a damn glitch hard switch in a game
Where will he go?
Just a flying eagle
Fly across the Atlantic to a promise not so legal
When I take advantage crossing planets
That's cerebral, might just stroke my ego
Where'd he go?
Okay, well Imma take the time to explain this rhyme
When I wanna make it mine
Bitches hit my schedule like
Do you think that you could fit in mine?
Nah hoe, I just be on my own
Most these bitches like they players who just sit on they phone
Nah, that's some lame shit
Not a hustler but I'm on that fucking gang shit
Causing riots cause I'm done doing the same shit
Sure as hell don't need my kid facing the same shit
Nah nah nah, what the fuck is up
I'm met by my other brother when I'm going through some tougher stuff
People got me fuckin' up
It's what I'm taught with on the daily
Hangin' with some kids one day for all them just to play me
I still can't believe that I made it this far
A young motherfucker who came for the bar
Came for the crown, but I kept breaking down
This is real life though, I ain't trying to drown
I'm swimming in circles but I'm seeing so many faces
Beautiful people from so many places
I promised I won't get lost in Vegas
I love you and I won't forget you when I'm famous
We just need to stay humble as artists
Respectful and loving that's what true art is
Moving on from my past like catharsis
But I'm hitting 808's like Heartless
Our lives went up like vertical
Independent people say we haven't heard of you
Each move has got to be tactical
But I'm going to enjoy life and look at the view
Even though I'm an artist I'm not above you
Just know you're amazing, and I love you
Yeah, yeah
I promised you was mine
I just took some time
Needed friends I hang with daily with you in my mind
Fuck a lane switch, same bitch
Four-wheel drive, such a lame bitch
Gay itch in my mind
I don't fucking get it, I'm entitled with emotion
People hate my language, like c'mon just speak some more sense
They say I will not make it
Like c'mon just speak some more sense
Feelings segregated, feeling way too potent
Yeah you were in my mind but I left you crying
Cause I couldn't make you mine
That's what happens when you stick around for the longest time
My mentality was straight
Most these bitches ain't
Think I'm a damn glitch hard switch in a game
Where will he go?
Just a flying eagle
Fly across the Atlantic to a promise not so legal
When I take advantage crossing planets
That's cerebral, might just stroke my ego
Where'd he go?
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Writer(s): Kyle Wilson
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