No Sleeves
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
Spazz out
Make sure you don't ask just take it
Got a little bit of cash to play wit
Make sure you take care of your niggas
Pass out
Guess money got em fascinated
My shit keep playing
I guess I made it
Pass the spliff had to stuff it up
Coming up with shit like supertacular
Lyft off Uber blasting off
Clouds waving like yes sir
Thats Pen yes yes sir
Is he nice she said yes sir
Didn't know that you was mad at us
Subtract sum shit ain't adding up
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
Don't forget those that you idolize
You never know when they gonna die
Then you left wishing you said goodbye
Didn't get a chance cause you never tried
I just wanna say thank you for pushing me
For the haters that doubt my abilities
Cause nothing you say hurts my dignity
I could see that you living life miserably
And it worries me
How you still give me your energy
Do all that you can to discredit me
They want static I give electricity
Its hard to breathe through toxicity
But my gas mask dilute the constituency
But don't you know I'm the epitome
Of the dreams that you only live mentally
Im hot
No sleeves
I feel bad that you don't know me
And those
Who know me
Man they trying so hard not show me
How much they really adore me
How much they wish they were like me
In their head they where my life heading
But they just rather not address it
I just do my thing
Yea I been king
Thats my phone
I just let it ring
Don't answer anything
I heard that drop
Had to do my dance
Diddy wit the hands
At the club
She gave me a dance
Did it for the bands
For the bands
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
Spazz out
Make sure you don't ask just take it
Got a little bit of cash to play wit
Make sure you take care of your niggas
Pass out
Guess money got em fascinated
My shit keep playing
I guess I made it
Pass the spliff had to stuff it up
Coming up with shit like supertacular
Lyft off Uber blasting off
Clouds waving like yes sir
Thats Pen yes yes sir
Is he nice she said yes sir
Didn't know that you was mad at us
Subtract sum shit ain't adding up
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
Don't forget those that you idolize
You never know when they gonna die
Then you left wishing you said goodbye
Didn't get a chance cause you never tried
I just wanna say thank you for pushing me
For the haters that doubt my abilities
Cause nothing you say hurts my dignity
I could see that you living life miserably
And it worries me
How you still give me your energy
Do all that you can to discredit me
They want static I give electricity
Its hard to breathe through toxicity
But my gas mask dilute the constituency
But don't you know I'm the epitome
Of the dreams that you only live mentally
Im hot
No sleeves
I feel bad that you don't know me
And those
Who know me
Man they trying so hard not show me
How much they really adore me
How much they wish they were like me
In their head they where my life heading
But they just rather not address it
I just do my thing
Yea I been king
Thats my phone
I just let it ring
Don't answer anything
I heard that drop
Had to do my dance
Diddy wit the hands
At the club
She gave me a dance
Did it for the bands
For the bands
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
You must not know who you talking to
I pack it up then I make move
I know who I am don't got shit to prove
My demons be loose when I'm in the booth
Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings
I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics
The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings
Care less how you feel bout the hits I'm releasing
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Writer(s): Carlos Peña
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