Poster Boy
Life's a trip
I just hope mine doesn't become a bad one
For that, I go to crazy lengths like my dick
Used to simp for these women but I was mad young
I just mind my own business like an independent store owner
I'll close it when I'm dead
Got too much in store for you
Peers' music needs work, I might go and hire those bitches
Shout out my mom and my dad and anyone else who puts up with my ass
I don't fall for tricks like they're ugly, I'm shallow I guess
You'll be six feet deep from those xans though
My friend fought demons over them, couldn't see monsters in him but I guess they're like The Loch Ness
He could've ODed but i guess it's hard to lose to that when you're not ready to take a Loss yet
Shit is tough
I've been going through the motions let you witness them
And they used to get to me like I'm twinning but
Now when people talk shit I could give a fuck
Suffering for no reason
I'm the fucking poster boy for that shit
And I'm not trying to change either
So I just started moving forward backwards
Never felt short in my life but my talent's so huge that it's like a midget boy it can't hit a ceiling
Still don't do drugs to feel ecstasy or make moves
Only put e before motions when I'm in my feelings
And I'm still hard as fuck with the meanings, boy, it's their fault if they're not finding them Appealing
You don't have to prove shit to these leeches, they say you suck, I just brush them off And stay in isolation
It's a drug to me
And you'd swear I'm from the south cause I'm talking withdrawals when I don't get it
Run it back a couple times if you don't get it, like a coach said it
This is quarterback music but I still snap like psychos my ward is rap music
New album new style then I'm bored of that music
I don't do the same ting twice like dudes that orgasm too quick
But they thought I lost my chops for doing it 'cause I didn't drop in a year like sophomore Students
Nah, buddy, I was just studying up, no Lil Pump because I'm trying to be in fucking Harvard with this new shit
My grandma let her life pass her by and eighty years later she still feels regret
And I'm paraphrasing but she told me if music's really your passion you better be up Next
Shit is tough
I've been working hard as fuck it's not beginners luck
And they used to shit on me like a pigeon but
Now when people talk smack I just live it up
Suffering for no reason
I'm the fucking poster boy for that shit
And I'm not trying to change either
So lately I've been moving forward backwards
You think I'm boring, at least I'm working
Your life's no movie, if it was it would get a fucking zero percent on rotten tomatoes
You have it fucked up I've been working in the dark
You don't have to post on Instagram to add to your story
I don't fuck with these lame clowns or anywhere they're swarming
They just use all the same tricks, impressing all of the same hoes
That shits cringe I don't save hoes, save myself like a Catholic from myself 'cause I may Go self destruct mode, Metallica
And if so I'll go out with a bang like Eazy-E's bitches, I don't play no more
I just hope mine doesn't become a bad one
For that, I go to crazy lengths like my dick
Used to simp for these women but I was mad young
I just mind my own business like an independent store owner
I'll close it when I'm dead
Got too much in store for you
Peers' music needs work, I might go and hire those bitches
Shout out my mom and my dad and anyone else who puts up with my ass
I don't fall for tricks like they're ugly, I'm shallow I guess
You'll be six feet deep from those xans though
My friend fought demons over them, couldn't see monsters in him but I guess they're like The Loch Ness
He could've ODed but i guess it's hard to lose to that when you're not ready to take a Loss yet
Shit is tough
I've been going through the motions let you witness them
And they used to get to me like I'm twinning but
Now when people talk shit I could give a fuck
Suffering for no reason
I'm the fucking poster boy for that shit
And I'm not trying to change either
So I just started moving forward backwards
Never felt short in my life but my talent's so huge that it's like a midget boy it can't hit a ceiling
Still don't do drugs to feel ecstasy or make moves
Only put e before motions when I'm in my feelings
And I'm still hard as fuck with the meanings, boy, it's their fault if they're not finding them Appealing
You don't have to prove shit to these leeches, they say you suck, I just brush them off And stay in isolation
It's a drug to me
And you'd swear I'm from the south cause I'm talking withdrawals when I don't get it
Run it back a couple times if you don't get it, like a coach said it
This is quarterback music but I still snap like psychos my ward is rap music
New album new style then I'm bored of that music
I don't do the same ting twice like dudes that orgasm too quick
But they thought I lost my chops for doing it 'cause I didn't drop in a year like sophomore Students
Nah, buddy, I was just studying up, no Lil Pump because I'm trying to be in fucking Harvard with this new shit
My grandma let her life pass her by and eighty years later she still feels regret
And I'm paraphrasing but she told me if music's really your passion you better be up Next
Shit is tough
I've been working hard as fuck it's not beginners luck
And they used to shit on me like a pigeon but
Now when people talk smack I just live it up
Suffering for no reason
I'm the fucking poster boy for that shit
And I'm not trying to change either
So lately I've been moving forward backwards
You think I'm boring, at least I'm working
Your life's no movie, if it was it would get a fucking zero percent on rotten tomatoes
You have it fucked up I've been working in the dark
You don't have to post on Instagram to add to your story
I don't fuck with these lame clowns or anywhere they're swarming
They just use all the same tricks, impressing all of the same hoes
That shits cringe I don't save hoes, save myself like a Catholic from myself 'cause I may Go self destruct mode, Metallica
And if so I'll go out with a bang like Eazy-E's bitches, I don't play no more
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Writer(s): Wyatt Cole-pavey, Wyatt James Cole-pavey
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