What They Wanna Be YCK
"What They Wanna Be" by YCK is a #Pop track released in 2022. The song explores themes of identity, societal expectations, and the pursuit of authenticity. Its catchy hooks and electronic beats create an uplifting vibe, encouraging listeners to embrace their true selves. The song resonates with youth culture, promoting self-acceptance and individuality.
[Verse 1]
Now the heat rise at the moment I arrive
And these fake motherfuckers taking notes so contrived
You won’t be like me, you won’t be like us
DESERTBOYS made a ploy, so the sun will guide us
Feeling unleashed, boutta be starting carnage
Fuck a mixtape, I’m throwing that into the garbage
Unoriginal spitting, you burn those words
Unforgivable sinning, you better heed this verse
Bitch I feel the percies, they’re in my nucleic acid
What you do could never hurt mе, say I lie, you say I’m capping
Knew I should’ve seen it coming, pеople stay too tame for trapping
See me zooming at 130, 41 two lanes, I’m tapping
Attacking from the left, catch me on the flippity flip
You ain’t part of any gang, you ain’t got no drippity drip
Well I thought that you’ve been claiming you’re the big bad wolf
But I’ve come to find myself that you’re a big fat joke
Seeking attention, seeking approval, now they’ll be just the same
Second we’re pulling up, better roll it up and the fucking ground will shake
No, I don’t need a Grammy, wouldn’t get snubbed if I don’t even care
No, I just need my family feeding me drugs to go onto a tear
They can attempt to beat me, write em all off, ain’t sign no treaties
Making these calculations, I’ll be fading, call me Archimedes
Stopping the broadcast, I can’t hear a thing that’s said and sold
Propaganda to command em, man this shit is getting old
Now the heat rise at the moment I arrive
And these fake motherfuckers taking notes so contrived
You won’t be like me, you won’t be like us
DESERTBOYS made a ploy, so the sun will guide us
Feeling unleashed, boutta be starting carnage
Fuck a mixtape, I’m throwing that into the garbage
Unoriginal spitting, you burn those words
Unforgivable sinning, you better heed this verse
Bitch I feel the percies, they’re in my nucleic acid
What you do could never hurt mе, say I lie, you say I’m capping
Knew I should’ve seen it coming, pеople stay too tame for trapping
See me zooming at 130, 41 two lanes, I’m tapping
Attacking from the left, catch me on the flippity flip
You ain’t part of any gang, you ain’t got no drippity drip
Well I thought that you’ve been claiming you’re the big bad wolf
But I’ve come to find myself that you’re a big fat joke
Seeking attention, seeking approval, now they’ll be just the same
Second we’re pulling up, better roll it up and the fucking ground will shake
No, I don’t need a Grammy, wouldn’t get snubbed if I don’t even care
No, I just need my family feeding me drugs to go onto a tear
They can attempt to beat me, write em all off, ain’t sign no treaties
Making these calculations, I’ll be fading, call me Archimedes
Stopping the broadcast, I can’t hear a thing that’s said and sold
Propaganda to command em, man this shit is getting old
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