Thanks for Watching
Man, face it, I'm amazing, could you say it again?
Liquor chasin', house party, bitches hatin' again
You mistaken for the record, I'm breakin' your head
Swoosh, you don't really need to pretend
Do you hear just what I'm sayin', my friend?
I'm really thankful that you played the whole tape to the end
I got the homies on my back, I'm a pan with bread
It feel good when your friends give a fuck what you said
And for the ones who listen more than once, feelin' impressed
Bumpin' everything I make until it's stuck in your head
I would like to give you all the special thanks
'Cause I was up late, goin' through it, shootin' blanks
I'd like to say thanks
On top like a tank, fuck you think, harder than a plank
Wouldn't throw my hood up, then I'm headed to the bank
Comin' with everything that I got, champion, let me get a rang dang
You can say that I'm insane, still the same, but the pain
Come and go on different days, like it's rain
Aim at your head, blast it, havin' fun
Acrobatics, I'm just messin' with magic, it's delicate
You can't have it though, I got that master flow
Yo, I got that, I got that
Yo, I got that tightrope style, walk as I go
And you can hear me down the block, that binocular flow
Yeah, that talkin' to ghost type, awkward with jokes
Who you fuckin' with?
I'm a problem 'cause I'm honest, drop a f-bomb when I want it
Fuck, everybody talkin' like they got something to tell me, huh
I ain't fuckin' with it, I just want a hundred digits
When I kill it, so explicit, will they give it?
We don't have to find out
Coming out with something groovy
I dance like Michael Jackson and crack a joke like Paul Mooney
Just a newbie but trust me, I get to it, keep it movin' with this music
But this album feelin' like I filmed a movie
I been doin' this since seventh grade
They was headed off to college, I was sketchin' out the vision
Takin' place, then I took my laptop, started cookin'
Bumpin' in my room, they couldn't find me, they was lookin'
People lookin' at me crooked, I'm doin' what I shouldn't
But isn't that the plan?
Keep it pushin', I was grindin', give a fuck about a cushion
Here I am, I feel like I'm the man
Got arrested, God was testin'
If I would stick to the plan, I got my heart broken
Came back to writin', everybody I'm inviting to my come-up
Bitch, I'm risin', you should be excited
Sleepin' while I'm drivin', now my eyes are finally widened
Bitch, I'm flyin', I don't ever sleep
I'm now awake, starin' at your sheep
I dreamed of this forever, sketchin' letters on the sheet
This is who the fuck I am, I don't need to repeat myself
I put my life inside this music, never needed help
They call me silly, call me stupid, really
I did it independent, never been pretended
I was stayin' busy, found the perfect feelin'
Higher than the ceiling, no conformity
I formed a gang of fuckin' villains, so
I could kill them, stay realer than your dealer's drugs
Just imagine what it's like to have a million bucks
They never held me in place like what the ceiling does
I pay for all my equipment, you know I'm real as fuck
There's a lot I made happen back then
Me and Houston on the Mac, but fuckin' rappin' back then
Makin' beats after school, spazzin' like a Mac-10
In my busted minivan, we would just imagine
Bigger cars in the house that we could smoke and trap in
He would talk a lotta shit, I would laugh and smack him
Kept it movin', they was gettin' kinda used to us
SoundCloud tracks had the bitches tryna cruise with us
Never givin' up, I could say that from my heart
I'm expressin' every day, fuck a education
Bitch, I ain't no slave, and that's been my perspective
So I won't let it change, all the hate that killed my soul
I resurrected from the grave, all I've done to make it
You know I've made myself proud
Me and these thoughts have been a hell of a crowd
But they never knew what the hell I'm about to do
The universe can see you, nice to meet you
Liquor chasin', house party, bitches hatin' again
You mistaken for the record, I'm breakin' your head
Swoosh, you don't really need to pretend
Do you hear just what I'm sayin', my friend?
I'm really thankful that you played the whole tape to the end
I got the homies on my back, I'm a pan with bread
It feel good when your friends give a fuck what you said
And for the ones who listen more than once, feelin' impressed
Bumpin' everything I make until it's stuck in your head
I would like to give you all the special thanks
'Cause I was up late, goin' through it, shootin' blanks
I'd like to say thanks
On top like a tank, fuck you think, harder than a plank
Wouldn't throw my hood up, then I'm headed to the bank
Comin' with everything that I got, champion, let me get a rang dang
You can say that I'm insane, still the same, but the pain
Come and go on different days, like it's rain
Aim at your head, blast it, havin' fun
Acrobatics, I'm just messin' with magic, it's delicate
You can't have it though, I got that master flow
Yo, I got that, I got that
Yo, I got that tightrope style, walk as I go
And you can hear me down the block, that binocular flow
Yeah, that talkin' to ghost type, awkward with jokes
Who you fuckin' with?
I'm a problem 'cause I'm honest, drop a f-bomb when I want it
Fuck, everybody talkin' like they got something to tell me, huh
I ain't fuckin' with it, I just want a hundred digits
When I kill it, so explicit, will they give it?
We don't have to find out
Coming out with something groovy
I dance like Michael Jackson and crack a joke like Paul Mooney
Just a newbie but trust me, I get to it, keep it movin' with this music
But this album feelin' like I filmed a movie
I been doin' this since seventh grade
They was headed off to college, I was sketchin' out the vision
Takin' place, then I took my laptop, started cookin'
Bumpin' in my room, they couldn't find me, they was lookin'
People lookin' at me crooked, I'm doin' what I shouldn't
But isn't that the plan?
Keep it pushin', I was grindin', give a fuck about a cushion
Here I am, I feel like I'm the man
Got arrested, God was testin'
If I would stick to the plan, I got my heart broken
Came back to writin', everybody I'm inviting to my come-up
Bitch, I'm risin', you should be excited
Sleepin' while I'm drivin', now my eyes are finally widened
Bitch, I'm flyin', I don't ever sleep
I'm now awake, starin' at your sheep
I dreamed of this forever, sketchin' letters on the sheet
This is who the fuck I am, I don't need to repeat myself
I put my life inside this music, never needed help
They call me silly, call me stupid, really
I did it independent, never been pretended
I was stayin' busy, found the perfect feelin'
Higher than the ceiling, no conformity
I formed a gang of fuckin' villains, so
I could kill them, stay realer than your dealer's drugs
Just imagine what it's like to have a million bucks
They never held me in place like what the ceiling does
I pay for all my equipment, you know I'm real as fuck
There's a lot I made happen back then
Me and Houston on the Mac, but fuckin' rappin' back then
Makin' beats after school, spazzin' like a Mac-10
In my busted minivan, we would just imagine
Bigger cars in the house that we could smoke and trap in
He would talk a lotta shit, I would laugh and smack him
Kept it movin', they was gettin' kinda used to us
SoundCloud tracks had the bitches tryna cruise with us
Never givin' up, I could say that from my heart
I'm expressin' every day, fuck a education
Bitch, I ain't no slave, and that's been my perspective
So I won't let it change, all the hate that killed my soul
I resurrected from the grave, all I've done to make it
You know I've made myself proud
Me and these thoughts have been a hell of a crowd
But they never knew what the hell I'm about to do
The universe can see you, nice to meet you
Credits
Writer(s): Drew Pieratt, Timothy James Pieratt
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