Look lockdown couldn't lock my guy from comedowns
Long hours into the night man he's so wound
Eyes red, eyes wide, eyes can't close now
A quick hit, the feeling is shit, so he'll go down
Yeah and I can back some beef if they think it's funny
Man can call me Johnny as I test these bling-boys running for their money these aren't looney tunes I am not Bugs Bunny
Private school kids are tryna' act hard
But some of these bars are making me gag
Like lying on tunes will not take you far bruv
You couldn't punch-up a punching bag, you pussy
I am tired of hearing bars rapped from a fucking thesaurus
Man-a-man using long-ass words for the sakе of rhyming these man are hopеless
This one is for those fake friends that like to pretend and swear they are some real ones
I laugh every time they act like they know me from way back when
Back when I didn't spray back then
Back then who the fuck were they back then?
In fact then
Fuck back then, 'cause who are you know 'cause you are not my friend
You are not "my guy"
We are not bredrins
No, I do not, I do not know them
Like these leeches can try to approach me but I might turn Super Saiyan
I am not a hard guy not what I'm sayin'
But if I've had bev' then it isn't a lie
I can switch-quick from not being that guy
Not living that life
Not wanting to fight
I could do no wrong
To the DJ's playing my favourite song so...
Forget the hype if it's on then it's on
And trust me if I'm taking an L then I'm giving it back when I see you later
Too many man wanna try and act like I don't know Polaks that owe
Me favours
Word to local 'cause that bars intense
And I wish I could stop but my head is a mess
Depression, the pressure of reaching success
Anxiety tries me for trying my best
I'm fucked
So you lot can just wait for the next one
This is a long road, I'm just having fun, don't know where it goes we'll see if I run, pack up and go home, hide in fear
But this is my try I am starting here
Just think of the place I could be next year
Just think of the place I could be in five
Just think of the place I could be in ten
Just think of the fact that the place you thought of won't be as good as the place I'm in
Yeah
I'm just another young rapper tryna' get lively
Hearing these dead MC's excites me
Watch how they boast and flaunt and preach
It's mad if they think they can't be beat
It's mad if they think they sit on top
Like why can't they see there's just one spot?
No sharing this shit, there's just one crown
You man are not kings, you man are just clowns
Video violence and black ski masks
To act like you're bad with the things you say
I've got nothing to fear off these empty clips
You're playing an act I should call you Jay
You think you could bat many man like Trife and wouldn't be cutting your wrists like Sam?
You man are not kings, you man are clowns
Long hours into the night man he's so wound
Eyes red, eyes wide, eyes can't close now
A quick hit, the feeling is shit, so he'll go down
Yeah and I can back some beef if they think it's funny
Man can call me Johnny as I test these bling-boys running for their money these aren't looney tunes I am not Bugs Bunny
Private school kids are tryna' act hard
But some of these bars are making me gag
Like lying on tunes will not take you far bruv
You couldn't punch-up a punching bag, you pussy
I am tired of hearing bars rapped from a fucking thesaurus
Man-a-man using long-ass words for the sakе of rhyming these man are hopеless
This one is for those fake friends that like to pretend and swear they are some real ones
I laugh every time they act like they know me from way back when
Back when I didn't spray back then
Back then who the fuck were they back then?
In fact then
Fuck back then, 'cause who are you know 'cause you are not my friend
You are not "my guy"
We are not bredrins
No, I do not, I do not know them
Like these leeches can try to approach me but I might turn Super Saiyan
I am not a hard guy not what I'm sayin'
But if I've had bev' then it isn't a lie
I can switch-quick from not being that guy
Not living that life
Not wanting to fight
I could do no wrong
To the DJ's playing my favourite song so...
Forget the hype if it's on then it's on
And trust me if I'm taking an L then I'm giving it back when I see you later
Too many man wanna try and act like I don't know Polaks that owe
Me favours
Word to local 'cause that bars intense
And I wish I could stop but my head is a mess
Depression, the pressure of reaching success
Anxiety tries me for trying my best
I'm fucked
So you lot can just wait for the next one
This is a long road, I'm just having fun, don't know where it goes we'll see if I run, pack up and go home, hide in fear
But this is my try I am starting here
Just think of the place I could be next year
Just think of the place I could be in five
Just think of the place I could be in ten
Just think of the fact that the place you thought of won't be as good as the place I'm in
Yeah
I'm just another young rapper tryna' get lively
Hearing these dead MC's excites me
Watch how they boast and flaunt and preach
It's mad if they think they can't be beat
It's mad if they think they sit on top
Like why can't they see there's just one spot?
No sharing this shit, there's just one crown
You man are not kings, you man are just clowns
Video violence and black ski masks
To act like you're bad with the things you say
I've got nothing to fear off these empty clips
You're playing an act I should call you Jay
You think you could bat many man like Trife and wouldn't be cutting your wrists like Sam?
You man are not kings, you man are clowns
( GAPPA )
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