Deserted
Dropped out, they had no hope
Now I watch them fucking cope
While they rot behind a desk I hit record and hit my notes
Worked myself to skin and bone
Did this shit all on my own
Told me I was nothing now I make more than they'll ever own
Leave em deserted
They have no purpose
Bitches deserve it
Dont know I'm serving
Leave em deserted
They have no purpose
Bitches deserve it
Dont know I'm serving
Annihilate my presence I am stuck inside a coma
I eviscerate myself I got a soul without a soma
I'm livid off your anger I won't need a damn diploma
And I took a tab of acid now I'm living in my sofa
My skin is fucking writhing I don't recognise my fingerprints
You better bow before me recognise me as a fucking prince
Making songs one after other till I got a couple hits
I never stop recording I don't live outside this music shit
Drop the fucking act you just a bitch inside a rappers skin
You talking shit all fucking day to hide the bigot deep within
How about I shut you up by ripping out your fucking teeth
Show the world just who you are they see what's lying underneath
Dropped out, they had no hope
Now I watch them fucking cope
While they rot behind a desk I hit record and hit my notes
Worked myself to skin and bone
Did this shit all on my own
Told me I was nothing now I make more than they'll ever own
Watch how they fit in
No talent they quitting
Such garbage they spitting
Don't trust what is different
Watch how they fit in
No talent they quitting
Such garbage they spitting
Don't trust what is different
You broke my cognition
Now I'm stuck here velvet prison
You don't ask permission
You just try and kill your image
Murder in my vision
Gonna make you fucking listen
You say that you miss him
Bitch I'll leave him fucking missing
If you wanna be an amputee just start some shit w me
I'm sick of pussies tryna leech they jealous but they never speak
They never seek no honesty but always want to take my lead
They constantly try fervently, there's reasons why they don't succeed
Now I watch them fucking cope
While they rot behind a desk I hit record and hit my notes
Worked myself to skin and bone
Did this shit all on my own
Told me I was nothing now I make more than they'll ever own
Leave em deserted
They have no purpose
Bitches deserve it
Dont know I'm serving
Leave em deserted
They have no purpose
Bitches deserve it
Dont know I'm serving
Annihilate my presence I am stuck inside a coma
I eviscerate myself I got a soul without a soma
I'm livid off your anger I won't need a damn diploma
And I took a tab of acid now I'm living in my sofa
My skin is fucking writhing I don't recognise my fingerprints
You better bow before me recognise me as a fucking prince
Making songs one after other till I got a couple hits
I never stop recording I don't live outside this music shit
Drop the fucking act you just a bitch inside a rappers skin
You talking shit all fucking day to hide the bigot deep within
How about I shut you up by ripping out your fucking teeth
Show the world just who you are they see what's lying underneath
Dropped out, they had no hope
Now I watch them fucking cope
While they rot behind a desk I hit record and hit my notes
Worked myself to skin and bone
Did this shit all on my own
Told me I was nothing now I make more than they'll ever own
Watch how they fit in
No talent they quitting
Such garbage they spitting
Don't trust what is different
Watch how they fit in
No talent they quitting
Such garbage they spitting
Don't trust what is different
You broke my cognition
Now I'm stuck here velvet prison
You don't ask permission
You just try and kill your image
Murder in my vision
Gonna make you fucking listen
You say that you miss him
Bitch I'll leave him fucking missing
If you wanna be an amputee just start some shit w me
I'm sick of pussies tryna leech they jealous but they never speak
They never seek no honesty but always want to take my lead
They constantly try fervently, there's reasons why they don't succeed
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Godfrey
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