[Lyric] WACKY (Old Chingu)

Oh, hold on!
Oh, oh wow, uh
Uh, uh, yeah!

I'm tired of fake friends and lo mein
I'm tired of drive-thrus I want buffets
I'm proud that I don't stop I get paid
Viva la Bam, blow her like Pompeii
I'm tired of waiting I don't complain
I want a hundred million dollars no chump change
Come back to my city to say I changed
I've known you since middle school why you stay the same

And I know that you all don't love me
And I know you love seeing these mistakes that I make
And I know that you all don't support me
But I know when I get there, you act like you been there

Drownin' your sorrows you not elite
Popular crowd you down knee-deep
I want better for you even when you leave me
Backspace, control, alt, dele-ete
You can not stand up to me-e
I'm deletin' you follow me disappe'e [?]
You tyin' my shoes step on the concrete
You a lil' fake can not belie-eve
And I know that you all don't love me
And I know you love seeing these mistakes that I make
And I know that you all don't support me
But I know when I get there, you act like you been there