Get Out
(Like there's some things that y'all just can't know about me)
(Some things I just don't know how to express)
(But I'm learning how to express some things)
(Other things I just don't know how to)
(For example... Well, if you listen you'll understand. Look)
I reminisce days where I used to get mocked at (What)
I'm telling them stop that (Ok)
I got bullied so much that I ain't even talk back (Huh)
Left the class with no hall pass (Let's go)
And I thought to myself
What did I even do
To deserve all the pain that I get now
So then came perfect timing
I started my writing (Yeah)
And it kinda felt like a get out (Yeah)
See I come from a place where one thing leaves a trace
And your face gets caught up in the system (That's facts)
Never lived in the hood
I grew up with kids who ain't know the true meaning of rhythm (Haha)
But they gave me a rough time
And a tough time
Yet they had some respect for my brother (Like who)
Calling him dumb fine and the sunshine (Woo)
I think it's got to do with my color (Ok)
Growing up I had to listen to comparisons (Wait what)
Called me adopted cuz I don't got the same melanin (That's wack)
Had to look past just to show that I'm ahead of them
I'm stuck inside a town where everybody gets too arrogant (Ok)
I'm done wit the fake
Been hurting too long to sit here and wait (Ok)
I'm writing a few songs I got what it takes
Been doing what you want
I'm changing the game
Listen to the pain (What's up)
How you think it feel to grow up in a world
Where everybody automatically hate you (Huh)
How you think it feel to be judged by your color
Living life while living under a label
I reminisce days where I used to get mocked at (What)
I'm telling them stop that (Yes sir)
I got bullied so much that I ain't even talk back (Ok)
Left the class with no hall pass (Uh)
And I thought to myself
What did I even do
To deserve all the pain that I get now (Like what)
So then came perfect timing
I started my writing
And it kinda felt like a get out (Yes sir)
I said huh
Real talk what you know bout' me (What)
That I know how to hoop
And that I gotta killer three? (Swish)
That you can toss the mic
And I would rap and go crazy (Yuh)
Why am I entertaining all of things that you see (Yuh)
Now there's more to me that you'd ever know (Woah)
I'm not trying to be exceptional (Woah)
But the things you say got me skeptical (Woah)
About how to reach a different level
I'm not gon' keep a shorter story (Uh-huh)
Two-time division champ in oratory (Whoo)
Pastors kid in a church singing glory glory (Yuh)
While y'all drunk being kids
Mix of Rick and Morty (Oh my)
See I'm different shorty
They adore me
I've never sipped a 40
I'm too sporty
I don't know where it started
Broken hearted
Then I was in the car with
Trayvon Martin's brother (What)
We ain't know till that story got out
Had to watch his grieving mother (Yeah)
How come death really bringing up our clout (Uh-huh)
See I'm tryna reach up to a level
That's never been seen (Nerwm)
So I'm never gone back down (That's facts)
I reminisce days where I used to get mocked at
I'm telling them stop that (Ok)
I got bullied so much that I ain't even talk back
Left the class with no hall pass (Yes sir)
And I thought to myself
What did I even do
To deserve all the pain that I get now (What you do)
So then came perfect timing
I started my writing
And it kinda felt like a get out (Yes sir)
(Some things I just don't know how to express)
(But I'm learning how to express some things)
(Other things I just don't know how to)
(For example... Well, if you listen you'll understand. Look)
I reminisce days where I used to get mocked at (What)
I'm telling them stop that (Ok)
I got bullied so much that I ain't even talk back (Huh)
Left the class with no hall pass (Let's go)
And I thought to myself
What did I even do
To deserve all the pain that I get now
So then came perfect timing
I started my writing (Yeah)
And it kinda felt like a get out (Yeah)
See I come from a place where one thing leaves a trace
And your face gets caught up in the system (That's facts)
Never lived in the hood
I grew up with kids who ain't know the true meaning of rhythm (Haha)
But they gave me a rough time
And a tough time
Yet they had some respect for my brother (Like who)
Calling him dumb fine and the sunshine (Woo)
I think it's got to do with my color (Ok)
Growing up I had to listen to comparisons (Wait what)
Called me adopted cuz I don't got the same melanin (That's wack)
Had to look past just to show that I'm ahead of them
I'm stuck inside a town where everybody gets too arrogant (Ok)
I'm done wit the fake
Been hurting too long to sit here and wait (Ok)
I'm writing a few songs I got what it takes
Been doing what you want
I'm changing the game
Listen to the pain (What's up)
How you think it feel to grow up in a world
Where everybody automatically hate you (Huh)
How you think it feel to be judged by your color
Living life while living under a label
I reminisce days where I used to get mocked at (What)
I'm telling them stop that (Yes sir)
I got bullied so much that I ain't even talk back (Ok)
Left the class with no hall pass (Uh)
And I thought to myself
What did I even do
To deserve all the pain that I get now (Like what)
So then came perfect timing
I started my writing
And it kinda felt like a get out (Yes sir)
I said huh
Real talk what you know bout' me (What)
That I know how to hoop
And that I gotta killer three? (Swish)
That you can toss the mic
And I would rap and go crazy (Yuh)
Why am I entertaining all of things that you see (Yuh)
Now there's more to me that you'd ever know (Woah)
I'm not trying to be exceptional (Woah)
But the things you say got me skeptical (Woah)
About how to reach a different level
I'm not gon' keep a shorter story (Uh-huh)
Two-time division champ in oratory (Whoo)
Pastors kid in a church singing glory glory (Yuh)
While y'all drunk being kids
Mix of Rick and Morty (Oh my)
See I'm different shorty
They adore me
I've never sipped a 40
I'm too sporty
I don't know where it started
Broken hearted
Then I was in the car with
Trayvon Martin's brother (What)
We ain't know till that story got out
Had to watch his grieving mother (Yeah)
How come death really bringing up our clout (Uh-huh)
See I'm tryna reach up to a level
That's never been seen (Nerwm)
So I'm never gone back down (That's facts)
I reminisce days where I used to get mocked at
I'm telling them stop that (Ok)
I got bullied so much that I ain't even talk back
Left the class with no hall pass (Yes sir)
And I thought to myself
What did I even do
To deserve all the pain that I get now (What you do)
So then came perfect timing
I started my writing
And it kinda felt like a get out (Yes sir)
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Writer(s): Wendell Paris Iii
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