Alright, I'm terrified, I'm hiding all my fears and insecurities
I'm terrible at lying, no, don't want y'all to be judging me
Can tell that I've been crying, oh my god, he's such a pussy, man
Say that shit again, I'll go all Kenny, square up on your ass
F*ck, I don't know why I wanna be famous
All the shit that I've been hearing's got me scared and jaded
And sure, soon enough, my ass is probably 'gon be jobless
Give it just a couple years 'til I'm on my Steve Jobs shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Running the game, uh-huh, with CVTE on my side
I'm ghosting all that competition, Leon Vegas style
I don't want no greatest hits cause all my stuff is just the greatest shit
Of 2019, 2020, yeah, you get the pic
Snapping, I can go mad, like I'm Banner, oh, damn
Pure as f*ck until I started rapping, they're like "Oh, crap
How could he use this vile language?" I don't know, man
Taking a minute to remind myself to go loud
I've been hype, I need a chill pill, real deal
Every beat I'ma gonna kill, no Kill Bill
"Oh my god, why's he rapping now? What's he doing?
I don't like this style, go back to the auto-crooning!"
They want me singing out my lungs
Want to hear 'bout all the flings and how I kill the pussy, yuh
Coming back and back again like an addict, this a drug
Whoa, need to get your fix? I gave you one, that's just enough, hey
I went and dropped a tape and you asked for way more
I went and dropped an album and that shit you played more
I'm talking retrospective, don't know what is in store
Will I blow up off a remix or my real stuff?
I don't know, I'm waffling, I hope to set the picture straight
Remember on my first album when I dropped that "ONE TKE"?
About two minutes long? I did it, oh, yeah
Now I'm doing it again, yeah, I'll go there
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo!
I don't need to take breaks, Kit-Kat
Getting famous off of TikTok? I'll miss that
I've got hits, man, woo! I should go pro
Killing the game I go harder than y'all know
Yeah, I don't even think that I'm the greatest
Lyrical, miracle, spiritual, no, I don't play, bitch
Been like half a decade since I even dated a bitch
Hi, [blank], do you miss me? Will you when I'm famous?
Will you get the VIP meet and greet?
Will you still f*ck with me? I don't think that you can see, no
I put my armour on everyday, heart, I will not expose
But all the nudes you sent me? Yeah, I still got those, ayy
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Alright, I'm terrified, I'm hiding all my fears and insecurities
I'm terrible at lying, no, don't want y'all to be judging me
Can tell that I've been crying, oh my god, he's such a pussy, man
Say that shit again, I'll go all Kenny, square up on your ass
F*ck, I don't know why I wanna be famous
All the shit that I've been hearing's got me scared and jaded
And sure, soon enough, my ass is probably 'gon be jobless
Give it just a couple years 'til I'm on my Steve Jobs shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Running the game, uh-huh, with CVTE on my side
I'm ghosting all that competition, Leon Vegas style
I don't want no greatest hits cause all my stuff is just the greatest shit
Of 2019, 2020, yeah, you get the pic
Snapping, I can go mad, like I'm Banner, oh, damn
Pure as f*ck until I started rapping, they're like "Oh, crap
How could he use this vile language?" I don't know, man
Taking a minute to remind myself to go loud
I've been hype, I need a chill pill, real deal
Every beat I'ma gonna kill, no Kill Bill
"Oh my god, why's he rapping now? What's he doing?
I don't like this style, go back to the auto-crooning!"
They want me singing out my lungs
Want to hear 'bout all the flings and how I kill the pussy, yuh
Coming back and back again like an addict, this a drug
Whoa, need to get your fix? I gave you one, that's just enough, hey
I went and dropped a tape and you asked for way more
I went and dropped an album and that shit you played more
I'm talking retrospective, don't know what is in store
Will I blow up off a remix or my real stuff?
I don't know, I'm waffling, I hope to set the picture straight
Remember on my first album when I dropped that "ONE TKE"?
About two minutes long? I did it, oh, yeah
Now I'm doing it again, yeah, I'll go there
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo!
I don't need to take breaks, Kit-Kat
Getting famous off of TikTok? I'll miss that
I've got hits, man, woo! I should go pro
Killing the game I go harder than y'all know
Yeah, I don't even think that I'm the greatest
Lyrical, miracle, spiritual, no, I don't play, bitch
Been like half a decade since I even dated a bitch
Hi, [blank], do you miss me? Will you when I'm famous?
Will you get the VIP meet and greet?
Will you still f*ck with me? I don't think that you can see, no
I put my armour on everyday, heart, I will not expose
But all the nudes you sent me? Yeah, I still got those, ayy
I'm terrible at lying, no, don't want y'all to be judging me
Can tell that I've been crying, oh my god, he's such a pussy, man
Say that shit again, I'll go all Kenny, square up on your ass
F*ck, I don't know why I wanna be famous
All the shit that I've been hearing's got me scared and jaded
And sure, soon enough, my ass is probably 'gon be jobless
Give it just a couple years 'til I'm on my Steve Jobs shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Running the game, uh-huh, with CVTE on my side
I'm ghosting all that competition, Leon Vegas style
I don't want no greatest hits cause all my stuff is just the greatest shit
Of 2019, 2020, yeah, you get the pic
Snapping, I can go mad, like I'm Banner, oh, damn
Pure as f*ck until I started rapping, they're like "Oh, crap
How could he use this vile language?" I don't know, man
Taking a minute to remind myself to go loud
I've been hype, I need a chill pill, real deal
Every beat I'ma gonna kill, no Kill Bill
"Oh my god, why's he rapping now? What's he doing?
I don't like this style, go back to the auto-crooning!"
They want me singing out my lungs
Want to hear 'bout all the flings and how I kill the pussy, yuh
Coming back and back again like an addict, this a drug
Whoa, need to get your fix? I gave you one, that's just enough, hey
I went and dropped a tape and you asked for way more
I went and dropped an album and that shit you played more
I'm talking retrospective, don't know what is in store
Will I blow up off a remix or my real stuff?
I don't know, I'm waffling, I hope to set the picture straight
Remember on my first album when I dropped that "ONE TKE"?
About two minutes long? I did it, oh, yeah
Now I'm doing it again, yeah, I'll go there
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo!
I don't need to take breaks, Kit-Kat
Getting famous off of TikTok? I'll miss that
I've got hits, man, woo! I should go pro
Killing the game I go harder than y'all know
Yeah, I don't even think that I'm the greatest
Lyrical, miracle, spiritual, no, I don't play, bitch
Been like half a decade since I even dated a bitch
Hi, [blank], do you miss me? Will you when I'm famous?
Will you get the VIP meet and greet?
Will you still f*ck with me? I don't think that you can see, no
I put my armour on everyday, heart, I will not expose
But all the nudes you sent me? Yeah, I still got those, ayy
Writer: Leon Vegas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid