Letras

I suggest you get away from me Ain't really much you can say to me What if I put two rocks, inside of a tube sock Beat you over the head and then threw you off of my rooftop Hope you got nine lives Can't fuck with my kind Oh my, when the hell did this white kid get dope lines You really don't wanna see what the fuck I been doing I promise you're better off if you close blinds Put a lot of work into everything I been doing pursuing the music like I got no time I gotta couple of million views Patiently waiting and paying my dues Not really sure what else I gotta prove Bury your bodies inside of my booth They say I'm copying Eminem but they don't know me I swear that they got me confused All of these rappers been talking bout coupes I'm in a truck it's a 2002 Ima step in and commit to killing the business come back then conquer you If you don't feel this I don't give two shits Yeah you can even call me cocky too This ain't your typical flow Put in the work and it shows People tell me that I'm cold It's whatever you think I suppose Show me respect if you're gonna approach All of these people talk shit on the internet but when they meet me in person they choke I'ma kill you and take over the globe so I suggest you get away from me Cause I'm losing my mind Ain't really much you can say to me While I'm losing my mind Losing my mind I been going crazy I been losing my mind Losing my mind Losing my mind Living in a world where everyone has gone blind We've been losing our mind You been bragging bout what they offered you Oh my god 9 to 5 with an office too (Wow) Entitled cause you got a salary But like me when you die get a coffin too (Bitch) Lemme tell you what they offered me (What) A pat on back with a hey good luck in the rap game better get a damn degree Well I went to a damn university (Oh) So I could learn about hyperboles And how to get through adversities Come and take a shot try to murder me I been killing all you rappers in the first degree Do you think I care about fame, no Or when you throw dirt on my name, no People tell me that I changed, so Why would I stick with the same flow Fuck what society's telling me I gotta vision they never see I'm making music til' seventy I'm pushing through this until it's a legacy Take a seat listen up carefully I ain't the best but apparently Most of the rappers out there don't compare to me If you get confused let me bring you some clarity Am I a psycho, primarily Me and the murderers got similarities They trying to fix me with therapy Even psychiatrists tend to get scared of me So if you think I'm one of those people that really lost they mind You might be right I ain't got a clue how to fit in with the human kind I suggest you get away from me Cause I'm losing my mind Ain't really much you can say to me While I'm losing my mind Losing my mind I been going crazy I been losing my mind Losing my mind Losing my mind Living in a world where everyone has gone blind We've been losing our mind I suggest you get away from me Ain't really much you can say to me Losing my mind
Writer(s): Thomas Julia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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