Chucky - GTR Lyrics

Got the racks all in my rucksack
That's whack
Ain't bout what you rap and that's a damn fact
Can you please make we wanna pop a Prozac
In fact
I know that you lurking on my page man
Liking all my pictures tryna hop upon the wave damn

All on my ig be askin for features
But u ain't wanna cough cash up
Hey wassup homie You know you my teacher
But they would never pick me back up
People be fronting calling me they driller
But they ain't here if it goes tits up
Little beat killer cousin of gorilla
Let me pick the pace back up

Boy better know that I walk and I talk it
I'm flooded out to my ears boy
I always come back you could call it relapsing
I'm gunning for you I don't play like toys
Snapping a habit i just cannot help it I'm getting paid for my hobby
You laughing that ain't gon' stop me
I see these people that copy

I got my own style and I ain't by the book
I'm original damn I'm adaptable
Flowing like water But my shit too flammable
End of the day I make classics not classical
Just know if I see you hate then you laughable
You are a sheep you're a pussy like vaginal
Rappers my prey because I am an animal
Eating you up you could call me a cannibal

Yuh
Just a lil break from the fire
I didn't wanna set your house alight you know what I'm saying

Why I'm feeling lost
Numb and feeling so empty
I don't want that Fendi
I don't want that Prada
I just wanna make sure I make my momma proud of me
I know I got the will power inside of me
Why I'm feeling lost
Numb and feeling so empty
I don't want that Fendi
I don't want that Prada
I just wanna make sure I make my momma proud of me
I know I got the will power inside of me