She says I am trash, but she listens to Tekashi (damn)Bitch, you lost me (yeah)Fair weather, wishy-washyShe thinks Machine washed me (what?)Swear to God, man, her favorite rapper wish he'd crossed me (yeah)I love conflict, got a obnoxious (what?) subconscious (yeah)I'm afraid to unlock it (nah)Keep those monsters in the closetI'm what an idiotic ('otic) savant is (savant is)But I've been throwin' down gauntlets since that underground ruckus (yeah)Where I planted my roots (what, yeah)That's how I had a whole planet that roots for meAs in the group, and no one thinks dark as I think (nah)So imagine the havoc these black thoughts are to wreakAs in Trotter, I keep slaughterin' beatsShout out to Beatminerz and T-MinusBut, me, long as I re-promise to be honestAnd wholeheartedly, apologies, RihannaFor that song that leaked, I'm sorry, RiIt wasn't meant to cause you griefRegardless, it was wrong of me, butI be on my own (yeah), head up in the clouds like ZeusWhen they say, "You ain't the G.O.A.T.", I come down like, "Ooh"But I got my head in the clouds like ZeusSwear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy)Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy)Girl, you talkin' to a monsta (ayy)You could give your whole damn life to the music thingThey gon' turn around like they don't love youYeah, they woke a giant upSo, when I get back on my feet, don't wonder why in theFuck is my head in the clouds (nah)G5 with the stewardess, gettin' head in the clouds (haha)Mile-high club (why), I give a flying fuck (no)Punchline, I'm just tryin' to survive in this climate of vaginas (bitch)Who dyin' to cancel my ass like Aunt JemimaSyrup, I'm a shit-stirrer, you're a dime-aDozen, said I couldn't do itHit Europe, kicked the door in, put a foot through it (ugh)Like a stirrup (stirrup)Used to have to sit and watch them bills pile up (yeah)Now, I just sit back and watch them bills pile up (haha)I be on my own (yeah, woo), head up in the clouds like ZeusWhen they say, "You ain't the G.O.A.T.", I come down like, "Ooh"But I got my head in the clouds like ZeusSwear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy)Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy)Girl, you talkin' to a monsta (ayy)You could give your whole damn life to the music thingThey gon' turn aroundI've seen them come and goI've seen the hugest (hugest) debuts ('buts)I've had a great view to see the (see the) game through (through)And, Drake, they're gonna turn on you (you) one day too (too)And the more you win, the sooner (sooner) they doThey'll be calling you a trash binSayin' that your new one isn't better than your last andEven if it is, once they start to turn their backsThey ain't never comin' back inThey did it to ChanceNext they'll be mentionin' Future in the past tense (yeah)Or sayin' "Adios" to MigosI ain't dissin', I'm just tryna keep this shit a C-note (yeah)Same people been tryna do this shit to me, soI call them peepholeBecause they're so easy to see through 'em (see through 'em)But a fighter's all I knew how to beI got the shit beat out of me (yeah)Tripped and fell and blew out a knee (pop)Popped it back in and hopped up like, "Fuck it (fuck it)Best two out of three", yeahMan, I gotta be doin' (what) somethin' rightI got eleven years of sobriety (yeah)So, the only bottom I'ma be hittin' is if it's sodomyWait, I mean, you would think that somebody handed a saw to meHow I'm choppin' these barsThey keep wantin' me to rap responsiblyWhen I'm constantly passin' the buck like the fuckin' Dollar TreeBut I'ma always remind you that I came from povertyBlack people saved my life, from the Doc and DeshaunAnd all that we want is racial equalityR.I.P. Laquan McDonald, Trayvon, and BreonnaAtatiana, Rayshard, and DominiqueEric Garner and Rodney KingNo, we can't get along 'til these white motherfuckin' copsWho keep murderin' Blacks are off the streets (off the streets)And, as far as squashin' beef, I'm used to people knockin' meBut, just not in my campI'm diplomatic 'cause I'm tryna beLast thing I need is Snoop doggin' meMan, dog, you was like a (yeah) damn God to meMan, not really (haha)I had "dog" backwardsBut I'm startin' to think, all these people takin' shots at meShit, it's no wonderI be on my own, head up in the clouds like ZeusWhen they say, "You ain't the G.O.A.T.", I come down like, "Ooh"But I got my head in the clouds like ZeusSwear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy)Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy)Girl, you talkin' to a monsta (ayy)You could give your whole damn life to the music thingThey gon' turn around like they don't love you
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