[Verse 1]
Sometimes I just feel like I suck at life
I started last year in a depression with my money tight
Then I said fuck it, hit the gas and started running lights
Reinvigorated all my fans by droppin' fuckin' twice as much shit as I did the year before and kept it comin' like
Every single week and went at everyone in fuckin' sight
I just bottled up my raw thoughts up on this fuckin' mic
Said fuck these rappers and the rappers that they mumble like
Yeah, I went on Sway and killed the game and got a ton of likes
Still they just compare me to Shady so I'm just fuckin' like
Well, he's debatebly the greatest so basically what your tryin' to say to me is I'm fuckin' nice
But I'm my own man, my own MC
Who handed mix tapes to cats when I sold them tree
Yeah I've had a long run still ain't lost no steam
I'm still rackin' up streams I just do it low-key
I don't even have a manager, I own my own masters
See I'm my own master more than a dope rapper
Been a long road, there's a lot of closed chapters
But I made a promise to myself to never go backwards
I been underrated so fuckin' long that I'm sick of it
It keeps me lashin' out at anybody in my vision, shit
I'll add another name to my list if we gon' get into it
Wrap my hands around your neck so you can come to grips with it
Made a name takin' shots, Donald Trump is sick of me
And crooked Hillary just put a seven figure hit on me
Lil Xan is wishin' that he never said shit to me
And everyone I haven't mentioned yet is sittin' timidly
I came to bring the pain, spinnin' webs in your brain
Study the arts of Wu-Tang
I ain't goin' anywhere like the Cabernet stain
With that audio dope to your veins
Sometimes I just feel like I suck at life
I started last year in a depression with my money tight
Then I said fuck it, hit the gas and started running lights
Reinvigorated all my fans by droppin' fuckin' twice as much shit as I did the year before and kept it comin' like
Every single week and went at everyone in fuckin' sight
I just bottled up my raw thoughts up on this fuckin' mic
Said fuck these rappers and the rappers that they mumble like
Yeah, I went on Sway and killed the game and got a ton of likes
Still they just compare me to Shady so I'm just fuckin' like
Well, he's debatebly the greatest so basically what your tryin' to say to me is I'm fuckin' nice
But I'm my own man, my own MC
Who handed mix tapes to cats when I sold them tree
Yeah I've had a long run still ain't lost no steam
I'm still rackin' up streams I just do it low-key
I don't even have a manager, I own my own masters
See I'm my own master more than a dope rapper
Been a long road, there's a lot of closed chapters
But I made a promise to myself to never go backwards
I been underrated so fuckin' long that I'm sick of it
It keeps me lashin' out at anybody in my vision, shit
I'll add another name to my list if we gon' get into it
Wrap my hands around your neck so you can come to grips with it
Made a name takin' shots, Donald Trump is sick of me
And crooked Hillary just put a seven figure hit on me
Lil Xan is wishin' that he never said shit to me
And everyone I haven't mentioned yet is sittin' timidly
I came to bring the pain, spinnin' webs in your brain
Study the arts of Wu-Tang
I ain't goin' anywhere like the Cabernet stain
With that audio dope to your veins
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