(Verse)
I thought I'd never be
At this pedestal that you see
Tryna send myself up a leave
But no pillies, I could concede
Stick to my genre, stay Indie
Chill with my idols, that's Indy
Staying on track, racing Indy
500 laps sat on my knees
Can't fast unless it's factoring speed
The heroine that I still need
Don't want the bread but can conceive
One more two cents just to give
That is
Imma fish for tips again
Off the hook
Yes I will get
Casting lines is how I spit
Whenever I be rhyming yet
I feel the emptiness
The fire dying when I'm lit
The biggest bowl or spliff
Won't amount to shit
It be sour, smoked again
Weeding many friends
Like they're grass in my shit
And yet my denouement
Is commended with realness
When I'm on the verge to quit
I say I'm spit in jest
Shame they can't stomach it
I won't spell out this shit
No wizard to install it
Hell I be doing my best
Doing my best to just express
While they just emote, G
Imma do this just like Indy
Indy like Indigo White
Yes I've been told that I'm right
To moderate each time
Whenever she be going live
She's a bombshell on the streams
Blow up often you will see
No temper tantrums when we speak
Hassle peeps out if they be
Talking smack 'bout what's obscene
Obscurity's what they meet
If they want to start some beef
Nobody copies me
And those who will probably
Get gashes and prolly bleed
They've been dealt with properly
Don't go to drama, not a need
When it's all just Shakespeare to me
Also often, I'm parenting
Those who be talking, just Karening
Even if I didn't
Get up in your business
They would do my bidding
Selling out quick with
Praise up out, ending
Hater down, killed and
Going down wicked
The More that I stress
The More that revenge
Will go to my head
No need to pretend
This power is
Expensive as shit
Keep em in check
Seeing my friends
Visually cringe
The more that I see
The more I believe
The more Imma reach
For models seen
Beyond the screen
The less Imma leave
If they believe
I better be
Matured as a fiend
The more I conceive
Proof that concedes
If they give me
Questions from my kind
Fans of hers alike
To haters on the mic
I differ from them despised
I be living, in spite
Everybody's got their type
And yet somehow I
Just haven't found mine
Cuz it's fool's gold that I strike
So here I come right back
To moderate the chat
Watch Indigo White
Then kill a flow right
When I go in booths, I
Spit what I derived
From the streams and the likes
I thought I'd never be
At this pedestal that you see
Tryna send myself up a leave
But no pillies, I could concede
Stick to my genre, stay Indie
Chill with my idols, that's Indy
Staying on track, racing Indy
500 laps sat on my knees
Can't fast unless it's factoring speed
The heroine that I still need
Don't want the bread but can conceive
One more two cents just to give
That is
Imma fish for tips again
Off the hook
Yes I will get
Casting lines is how I spit
Whenever I be rhyming yet
I feel the emptiness
The fire dying when I'm lit
The biggest bowl or spliff
Won't amount to shit
It be sour, smoked again
Weeding many friends
Like they're grass in my shit
And yet my denouement
Is commended with realness
When I'm on the verge to quit
I say I'm spit in jest
Shame they can't stomach it
I won't spell out this shit
No wizard to install it
Hell I be doing my best
Doing my best to just express
While they just emote, G
Imma do this just like Indy
Indy like Indigo White
Yes I've been told that I'm right
To moderate each time
Whenever she be going live
She's a bombshell on the streams
Blow up often you will see
No temper tantrums when we speak
Hassle peeps out if they be
Talking smack 'bout what's obscene
Obscurity's what they meet
If they want to start some beef
Nobody copies me
And those who will probably
Get gashes and prolly bleed
They've been dealt with properly
Don't go to drama, not a need
When it's all just Shakespeare to me
Also often, I'm parenting
Those who be talking, just Karening
Even if I didn't
Get up in your business
They would do my bidding
Selling out quick with
Praise up out, ending
Hater down, killed and
Going down wicked
The More that I stress
The More that revenge
Will go to my head
No need to pretend
This power is
Expensive as shit
Keep em in check
Seeing my friends
Visually cringe
The more that I see
The more I believe
The more Imma reach
For models seen
Beyond the screen
The less Imma leave
If they believe
I better be
Matured as a fiend
The more I conceive
Proof that concedes
If they give me
Questions from my kind
Fans of hers alike
To haters on the mic
I differ from them despised
I be living, in spite
Everybody's got their type
And yet somehow I
Just haven't found mine
Cuz it's fool's gold that I strike
So here I come right back
To moderate the chat
Watch Indigo White
Then kill a flow right
When I go in booths, I
Spit what I derived
From the streams and the likes
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