Cool people they got no spine

Their Art never last

And they get the girls

But we're smarter

Cause we are Uncool

I just can't be what you want me

It's my journey, it's it's my story

They never had a place for me

So I made my own

And I can't

Fake it, it ain't for me

For no false love

For no money

They never had a place for me

So I made my home at the uncool table

Even at a young age I never felt I was free

It's different circumstances

But I'm just speaking for me

Now I ain't never need acceptance to validate or define me

But it's memories repressed that's way deep down in my psyche

Could still hear the bell ringing cleaning my old nikes

From the beginning of the year

Wasn't poor but we was there

And perception is if you couldn't cop the every pair

And you ain't have the latest gear

Then you may as well disappear

And it always start with the girl with the pretty hair

That don't even know you exist

You ain't part of that clique

Now I feel like a Martian

Can't wait to get to my ship

Cause I don't know if I fit and I don't know if I care to

I found my place in the booth instead of bottle n barrel

And got a little creative while all alone at my table

It's messages in these rhymes

Something you need to know

If you always in a crowd it's no shine you can't grow

I just can't be what you want me

It's my journey, it's my story

They never had a place for me

So I made my own

And I can't

Fake it, it ain't for me

For no false love

For no money

They never had a place for me

So I made my home at the uncool table

The worlds bigger, bigger ambitions

Motivation still finding a way to fit in

9 to 5ing or in the kitchen

With ya digital water whipping

Only had one foot in the game wasn't submerged

But these girls love the hustlers thou

I got the curve

I was in the Stu chopping a hook and not a bird

First verse second verse not the first to the third

But she ain't fucking with someone without no money to burn

And no I ain't risking my life for bread impressing a bird

Her man took a 9 to 5 and that's word she spent the paper

It ain't always a good time sitting at cool table

I just can't be what you want me

It's my journey, it's my story

They never had a place for me

So I made my own

And I can't

Fake it, it ain't for me

For no false love

For no money

They never had a place for me

So I made my home at the uncool table

Felling like I ain't good enough

These rappers levy's in the water they ain't holding up

I'm from Connecticut now ain't to many cold as us

They don't respect us but they come and get they money up

And put they single out

And build they fan base

Try and get spins and get the **** you eat ass? Face

They got me trying to make the same music Jeezy make

Cause this shit just won't cut it on the mixtapes

Or mix shows

Get you some auto tunes

And switch ya air Jordan kicks for designer shoes

**** you gotta be more like a Macklemore

Give me some club bangers course you gotta pay me for it

I need some wiz type shit what you smoking on

You need a feature from drizzy drake and Ross

We'll you could suck my dick and balls

Left the cool table with my girl and yours

I just can't be what you want me

It's my journey, it's my story

They never had a place for me

So I made my own

And I can't

Fake it, it ain't for me

For no false love

For no money

They never had a place for me

So I made my home at the uncool table