Like that's so real
Ask me why I change tell me why you never growing
Don't play dumb and innocent boy you don't wanna go there
Ask myself the same question daily I'm like oh yeah,
They hate cause they cant compare with us yeah it's no fair
Cant send her a pick roll, she's too bad for a give-and-go
Every day I pray my image won't fade away my goals to be living on
Whenever I enter the space turn liminal, don't want me to get involved
A team player don't need to be centerfold, I make plays and they fill the roles, all day, ya
Gave an in and out to the fake ones
I ain't rolling with no rotations
Inner circle looking like a zero, lately I been running out of patience
Tryna make it did it all makeshift
Mind work overtime when I'm pacing
Drive is like I said before amazing
I'm walking in the booth with an apron
Like that's so real,
Ask me why I change tell me why you never growing
Don't play dumb and innocent boy you don't wanna go there
Ask myself the same question daily I'm like oh yeah,
They hate cause they cant compare with us yeah it's no fair
Ok,
God's son they pretend they can be
They know
Walking they show scars through the seems
Because
Often, they all bend and they bleed
I know
Often, they all bend and they bleed
They go stalking they feel threatened when they peak
The ghosts talking, I turn my head they run and scream
They run
Often, they all bend and they bleed
They hide
Often, they all bend and they bleed
Got it all writing with a pen
Smooth from the looks to the ends
Luna marble but I'm made of clay
Apollo with a bottle in his hands
The earth chose me to be electric
Lightning struck with a plan
They turned me to god I was a man
I'll mold the clay however they demand
Look around for the brakes on me
Thought I couldn't crash but I can
The lightning strikes me again
The second time around I'll be dead,
The crowd comes around going crazy
Limp body hung from his neck
Hanging up the keys get in bed
Cause gods die quicker than the rest
Ok,
God's son they pretend they can be
They know
Walking they show scars through the seems
Because
Often, they all bend and they bleed
I know
Often, they all bend and they bleed
They go stalking they feel threatened when they peak
The ghosts talking, I turn my head they run and scream
They run
Often, they all bend and they bleed
They hide
Often, they all bend and they bleed