[Verse 1]
I'm sick of hearin' that I changed up
Everybody wanna keep me chained up
Check if this a race, if I'm runnin' and you're walkin', I can't wait up, straight up
I feel like I'm the same as when I came up
It's still fuck a record label, still fuck a manager
Still do it all with my girl from my home
Yeah, I bought some Gucci, but I hardly even wear it
I was stoked that after thirty years I finally wasn't broke
And I don't like that stuff, the vibe ain't tough
I should go and soak the clothes in gasoline and light that up
All these stupid little rappers poppin' Xanax, bad examples for our children
I will never write that, bruh
I'm the same man livin' like I used to
Do it for my fans, gettin' famous off of YouTube
Hope they understand I'm only human, didn't know that makin' music
Will be so fuckin' confusin', no excuses, that's the truth too
I will always be the person who I used to be
I ain't wearing diamonds, I ain't lyin' 'bout my jewelry
Every chain is fake, and all that Gucci isn't new to me
I bought it secondhand so I'd look cool on your computer screen
So I'm tired of bein' analyzed by fans like they're scientists
Who criticize for every single rhyme I spit
If you really think I changed, go ask my sister 'bout her wedding dress
My dad about Nepal or my mom 'bout her appliances
I'm sick of hearin' that I changed up
Everybody wanna keep me chained up
Check if this a race, if I'm runnin' and you're walkin', I can't wait up, straight up
I feel like I'm the same as when I came up
It's still fuck a record label, still fuck a manager
Still do it all with my girl from my home
Yeah, I bought some Gucci, but I hardly even wear it
I was stoked that after thirty years I finally wasn't broke
And I don't like that stuff, the vibe ain't tough
I should go and soak the clothes in gasoline and light that up
All these stupid little rappers poppin' Xanax, bad examples for our children
I will never write that, bruh
I'm the same man livin' like I used to
Do it for my fans, gettin' famous off of YouTube
Hope they understand I'm only human, didn't know that makin' music
Will be so fuckin' confusin', no excuses, that's the truth too
I will always be the person who I used to be
I ain't wearing diamonds, I ain't lyin' 'bout my jewelry
Every chain is fake, and all that Gucci isn't new to me
I bought it secondhand so I'd look cool on your computer screen
So I'm tired of bein' analyzed by fans like they're scientists
Who criticize for every single rhyme I spit
If you really think I changed, go ask my sister 'bout her wedding dress
My dad about Nepal or my mom 'bout her appliances
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