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Childish Gambino, yes my voice is annoyingSo I don't talk, I let the streets talk for meYeah these girls crazy, half got childrenHate their ex-boyfriends, call 'em Scott PilgrimI'm fuckin' girls I really shouldn't be fuckin' withBut if we get caught, we just hand it off to our publicistsPlus I hang with some of their ex-boyfriendsWhat can I say? I make bad choicesCuldesac dropped, day one, 5 figuresFish fry nigga, fry mine biggerStill unsigned, fans sayin' "what's the hold outWhen every show you've ever done's been sold out?"I always wondered what this Hollywood would do to meWho's that rappin'? Yo, it's Troy from CommunityFuck that man, dude you lyin' like a mu-fuckBesides, the beat's real good, but the lyrics suckWell I made the beat too, yeah, soak it inI'm a phenom, nigga, where the fuck you been?People say that I should be more humbleI hope they understand, they don't listen when you mumbleIt only takes a lie to make a dynasty crumbleThat why I catch feelings and these other dudes fumbleI'm not playing, this music's something I care aboutI take this shit to the streets, watch me air it outLetras de cancionesGet the check, deposit the shit at MaxfieldFeelin' myself, I don't even need an x-pill"I wish he'd do a funny rap, like SNL did"If I don't take myself serious, who the fuck else will?And to the critics with reviews that were more than sourIs it strange having jobs I can do tomorrow?You bitches don't like shit, and it's kinda sadI like food, sex, clothes, watching Breaking BadI'm something that these cool kids never really hadThat's why these nerdy kids come find me on the internetI wanna be different, I wanna do it goodNot another actor turned rapper in movies 'bout the hoodNiggas say they want the real, but get mad when they hear the truthPlease forgive them, Father, for they're knowing not what they doI make this music so these younger dudes don't have to chooseTrying to hate me means you really hate youLife goes fast and I'm holding on tightI let things go, and I'm holding this micAnd it's six in the morn, I've been writing all nightIf I keep on going, I'm hoping I might beUntouchableMy dad called sayin' "Son, are you okay?I just listened to The Last on your mixtape."Dad I'm fine, you just need to understandWhen I'm rappin' on a track, that's exactly who I amAnd all my smart friends sayin' "I really liked your album dude"But you could be the next Mos Def if you wanted to."Dear friends, I respect your responsesBut my life is a dream, so I rap unconsciousI'm sorry guys, I hope I didn't let you downI rap what I know, and hope the fans will work it outNot conceited, but sick of trying to lay lowNo drugs, I'm just trying to tell 'Ye "Yo"Online dudes shouting out that they're better than meI'm doin' three other jobs, bitch you better beCause if you're trying really hard, that's embarrassingI won't stop until I'm fuckin' runnin' everythingThe more I rap the more I'm harder to followI get a text from ?uestlove. I gotta call him tomorrowComing harder than other dudes, it's harder to swallowThat I'm blowin up, Thirteen, mission: ApolloFuck niggas who doubted me eat your words, it's a feastI used to hear nah's all the time like KelisFuck the old Donald Glover, yeah I'm glad he's deceasedCause that sad weak being been replaced with a beastLife goes fast and I'm holding on tightI let things go, and I'm holding this micAnd it's six in the morn, I've been writing all nightIf I keep on going, I'm hoping I might beUntouchable From Letras Mania