Ladders

Yeah, the one and only Witt Lowry

Motherfuckers better not forget it

I been paying my dues and you barely giving me credit

You been paying a label, I did it all independent

I said I did and I meant to your girl, she found me on Reddit

Your girl, she found me authentic

That's something you wouldn't get

I'm allergic to fucking rappers so I'm here with a pen

A meal to my friend, a wanna frame back in the day

Said okay, go buy a mic and write your soul on a page

I'm doing okay, I'm doing just fine

I'm penning my grind, a mastermind ahead of his time

That's why they left me behind

If you the future I'm the future in lines

I got the future in line

I'm only losing in time, I'm losing my mind

I'm tryna find a line into yours

Taking shots and I scared, not even par for the course

I'm fucking hungry, you got food that I can never afford

Feed me, feed me, feed me, feed me more

My middle finger to a rapper scared to take me on tour

I don't need it, all I'm seeing are reams galore

And when you left that in distress then I just open the door

I said it before, came late to my desk

Till I can't demand no more

Still I came up from broken and hollow

My music and models

She hopeful, I follow, I'm filling myself

I been working all week, I ain't getting no sleep

They keep buying me drinks but it's bad for my health

I got models half naked, tell mama I'll make it

Your girl that she bases

Stay real to myself and I'm good now

Now motherfucker, I'm good now

Now motherfucker, I'm good

Now make me go another Twitter tough guy on a couch

Talking 'bout, I'll be so famous if I hit 10 thou

And if I tweet at someone relevant I might get found

I think my girl might be pregnant man, I blew in her mouth

I'm losing her now

I'm using all your lyrics to cope

I know I said that you were garbage, man, and really you're dope

Had to cope with the after high school I'm a joke

And I'm losing hope because my only skill is drinking and smoke

Go get us a rope, and you don't wanna see what happened to Witt

I learned how to flip the script while I was working for Vince

Had your dream job before I started rapping and shit

Gave it away so I could save a generation of kids

It's been a minute since I came and invented this shit

Stealing my style and my lyrics and that makes you my bitch

Now I'm the shit and your the piss that let sit on a rim

My future is bright, your future is dim

You're waiting for my next single so that you can go and steal it again

Still I came up from broken and hollow

To music and models

She hopeful, I follow, I'm filling myself

I been working all week, I ain't getting no sleep

They keep buying me drinks but it's bad for my health

I got models half naked, tell mama I'll make it

Your girl that she bases

Stay real to myself and I'm good now

Now motherfucker, I'm good now

Now motherfucker, I'm good

If life is nothing but a bitch

I hope my dick is big enough to fuck the whole world

My old girl, your new girl, could have her

I'm paying focus on places and people that really matter

My team is going where I go, I'm holding up both the ladders

My pockets is getting fatter and filled with bills, I'm in debt

So funny how we think money is the key to success

But that intelligence is something you can prove with a test

You said I was less, I'm here to prove to y'all I'm the best

Got rack in the mess and talking 'bout the chain on my chest

Or talking about the money, power and what's on, I can flex

It's fucking lazy and you hate me, tryna pay me my rent

Now fucking face me when you pay me, better pay me respect

So tell me who next

A pop up with no talent, go figure, you tryna squash a caterpillar

But my vision was bigger and now it waits

We went from nothing to you posing a picture, unanimous victor

While working while your heart is full of getting stiller

Still I came up from broken and hollow

To music and models

She hopeful, I follow, I'm filling myself

I been working all week, I ain't getting no sleep

They keep buying me drinks but it's bad for my health

I got models half naked, tell mama I'll make it

Your girl that she bases

Stay real to myself and I'm good now

Now motherfucker, I'm good now

Now motherfucker, I'm good

Still I came up from broken and hollow

To music and models

She hopeful, I follow, I'm filling myself

I been working all week, I ain't getting no sleep

They keep buying me drinks but it's bad for my health

I got models half naked, tell mama I'll make it

Your girl that she bases

Stay real to myself and I'm good now

Now motherfucker, I'm good now

Now motherfucker, I'm good