Ladders Witt Lowry

[Verse 1]
Yeah, the one and only Witt Lowry, motherfuckers, better not forget it
I been paying my dues, and you're barely givin' me credit
You been payin' a label, I did it all independent
I said I did, and I'm into your girl, she found me on Reddit
Your girl, she found me authentic, that's something you wouldn't get
I'm allergic to fuckin' rappers, so I'm ill with a pen
A mill to my friend, my one friend back in the day
Who said, "Okay, go buy a mic and write your soul on a page"
I'm doin' okay, I'm doin' just fine, I been on my grind
A mastermind ahead of his time, that's why they left me behind
You fear the future, I'm the future in lines
I got the future in line, I'm only losin' the time
I'm losing my mind, I'm tryna find the line into yours
Take your shots, and I ain't scared, not even par for the course
I'm fuckin' hungry, you got food that I could never afford
Feed me, feed me, feed me, then feed me more
My middle finger to a rapper scared to take me on tour
I don't need it, all I'm seein' are reams galore
And when you left that in distress, then I just opened the door
I said it before, TEAMWITT until my death, still I came to demand more

[Chorus]
Still I came up from broken and hollow to music and models
She hope for a follow, I'm feelin' myself
I been workin' all week, I ain't gettin' no sleep
They keep buyin' me drinks, but it's bad for my health
I've got models half-naked, told Mama I'll make it
Your girl that she basic, stay real to myself
And I'm good now, now, motherfucker
I'm good now, now, motherfucker, I'm good