Someone
Knew I was different (Yeah)
Questioned motives when they told me shit (How you know)
Needa fact check your source
Magellan, I planned the course (Woop woop)
I was searchin' for instant validation
From people who just ain't patient (Ain't patient)
Misery loves company
Why I don't come around y'all
Growth and pain are one in the same
But I choose to go through some things
They said I need this, this, and this
Don't need a gimmick to make a hit (Nah)
'Fore I hopped on the beat
This shit was celibate
Then I killed that shit
All my moves are chess moves
Workin' hard y'all watchin' cartoons
Career goin' up like some balloons (Yeah)
I can't make this up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
I ain't givin' up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
Made people my priority and they didn't make me one (Nah nah nah)
That's the reason I can't let bygones be bygones
Your toxicity givin' me acid reflux (Bleh bleh)
Can't hang around devil's rejects
Cut off so many people
Cause I couldn't be they equal (Snip snip)
I had a vision and I wanna see it through (Wanna see that shit)
Step to me you gone catch a fade (Wooh)
Turned them lemons to lemonade
Real quick, minute man gotta minute made
Ain't no exit strategy (Nah nah)
I make double ya salary (Yeah yeah)
Thank you to the academy
Murder the beat
Assault and battery
They'll come around
Took it round for round (Pow pow)
Now I'm the pound for pound (Pow pow)
I can't make this up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
I ain't givin' up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
Told me to add another verse to the song
So I hopped on just to play along (Yeah yeah)
I ain't got nobody givin' out belly rubs
Now I'm rich everyone text me like, yo what's up cuz
Instagram algorithm stealin' clout (Gimme that back)
Tryna shut me down idk what that's about
Tried to shoot up quick and I got the bends (Yeah yeah)
Fake it till you make it
Leap of faith and I'm jumpin' in the deep end (Splash)
Thank god I'm good at playin' pretend
Now I break her back and the haters in a tailspin (Beep beep beep)
Pockets full of guacamole
Holy moly this kid really it
I really think that he gone be big
I can't make this up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
I ain't givin' up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
Questioned motives when they told me shit (How you know)
Needa fact check your source
Magellan, I planned the course (Woop woop)
I was searchin' for instant validation
From people who just ain't patient (Ain't patient)
Misery loves company
Why I don't come around y'all
Growth and pain are one in the same
But I choose to go through some things
They said I need this, this, and this
Don't need a gimmick to make a hit (Nah)
'Fore I hopped on the beat
This shit was celibate
Then I killed that shit
All my moves are chess moves
Workin' hard y'all watchin' cartoons
Career goin' up like some balloons (Yeah)
I can't make this up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
I ain't givin' up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
Made people my priority and they didn't make me one (Nah nah nah)
That's the reason I can't let bygones be bygones
Your toxicity givin' me acid reflux (Bleh bleh)
Can't hang around devil's rejects
Cut off so many people
Cause I couldn't be they equal (Snip snip)
I had a vision and I wanna see it through (Wanna see that shit)
Step to me you gone catch a fade (Wooh)
Turned them lemons to lemonade
Real quick, minute man gotta minute made
Ain't no exit strategy (Nah nah)
I make double ya salary (Yeah yeah)
Thank you to the academy
Murder the beat
Assault and battery
They'll come around
Took it round for round (Pow pow)
Now I'm the pound for pound (Pow pow)
I can't make this up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
I ain't givin' up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
Told me to add another verse to the song
So I hopped on just to play along (Yeah yeah)
I ain't got nobody givin' out belly rubs
Now I'm rich everyone text me like, yo what's up cuz
Instagram algorithm stealin' clout (Gimme that back)
Tryna shut me down idk what that's about
Tried to shoot up quick and I got the bends (Yeah yeah)
Fake it till you make it
Leap of faith and I'm jumpin' in the deep end (Splash)
Thank god I'm good at playin' pretend
Now I break her back and the haters in a tailspin (Beep beep beep)
Pockets full of guacamole
Holy moly this kid really it
I really think that he gone be big
I can't make this up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
I ain't givin' up
Told 'em I'll be someone
Was on the come up
And yeah it was tough
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Writer(s): Skylar Hoffman
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