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Don’t really know if anybody got the message Product of disaster and you’re looking at the wreckage From a different spot but don’t focus on my percentage Cause I’m up and in the game watch me get out of the carriage ah Oh no, I’m off at it They listenin but I’m not tatted Hit a home run but I been batted That’s TSA and I been patted like whoa 100 off and I’m still chattin' Sweatshirt and that’s not satin People hit me like what’s happenin' But they never know what’s happenin' Plotting on the low, they see me scheming on the side They think I do not have the answers, I’m just tryna learn to ride Everything that they been saying, I just try to take in stride Just a stud that’s in the game, and you know it’s bonafide Yeah, know it’s bonafide, like I’m Enzo Amore Next year I’ll go top forty, if you see me don’t ignore me Y’all just run on treadmills (yeah), you can’t get ahead still (yeah) See you sleeping on the side (woo!), tell me how the bench feel Tell me what’s the plan then? I got a team of the steves (steves) If you’re not with me then leave I only give not receive Shout out my boys at TAMID Letras de cancionesThey see me running it’s fast Yeah I might roll up my sleeves I’m writing the album in class I just wanna clarify you know I’m not a know it all Someday I’ll meet Sway and on the mic you know I’m going off I call your bluff and then you know I'm gon' be showing off I am not a faker homie word to Rachel Dolezal You don’t get that I found the niche Don’t get that I couldn’t talk about stuff that is not believable Inconceivable how I walked up never been careless People listening even all the parents Got on the charts up in Canada and that’s one spot right above Calvin Harris that’s no lie Really know that that’s no lie (no lie) I am not like the old guys (old guys) I am not wearing Old Spice (Old Spice) But we popping you know why (know why) I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not I don’t pretend to be someone that’s fake I don’t pretend to be getting a lot But I’m on the come up you know Don’t really know if anybody got the message Product of disaster and you’re looking at the wreckage From a different spot but don’t focus on my percentage Cause I’m up and in the game watch me get out of the carriage ah Oh no, I’m off at it They listenin but I’m not tatted Hit a home run but I been batted That’s TSA and I been patted like whoa 100 off and I’m still chattin' Sweatshirt and that’s not satin People hit me like what’s happenin' But they never know what’s happenin' I just wanna say, everything I need to say Feel like everything’s in place, can I see another day? Got my boys in 101 (brrp), competition think we done I just think we're on a run, I’m just doing this for fun I think that I need it they know when I’m rapping it’s so therapeutic I think that I finally figured out how to convey with the music I think that I know what I’m doing they think that I’m not on a roll I think that you misunderstand what I see as the ultimate goal Oh no that’s reps up with my seat back Stage now I got feedback Sugared up like a sweet pack But I take L’s like a D-Back Gluten-free on the meat rack Push me and I leap back My hair never greased back But I’m on the left no CPAC Now I’m dealing with these wacks See people lying They just talk bout the chains now, while millions of people dying You been in your basement, but you talking like you’re flying My song just put me on the map, and I wasn’t even trying Yeah, wasn’t even trying So I swear I want it all (yeah) Homie that’s Spring to the Fall If you ain’t with it don’t call Pick up the phone and I’m doing midterms with an album on the way Already told ‘em the way that I do it is so exclusive for the Bay I’m on a wave, nothing to save, in the Presidio writing songs But they could see me though all along Yeah they could see me though on the track I might reverse it and bring it back With a kick then a snare Oh I wouldn’t care cause I’m really out here And they follow but to where Next up with a leg up if you thinking that you the competition Flexed up with the stress up if you wanna listen I won’t tell you different Oh yeah that’s all rap no singing now they gon' say I’m switching Your song it pops up well that’s something I am definitely skipping (brrp) Don’t really know if anybody got the message Product of disaster and you’re looking at the wreckage From a different spot but don’t focus on my percentage Cause I’m up and in the game watch me get out of the carriage ah Oh no, I’m off at it They listenin but I’m not tatted Hit a home run but I been batted That’s TSA and I been patted like whoa 100 off and I’m still chattin' Sweatshirt and that’s not satin People hit me like what’s happenin' But they never know what’s happenin' From Letras Mania