[Intro]
Sayonara
Egh, aight, uh, ISSBROKIE, uh
I-I wanted to talk about something
Uh, I just need to get some shit off my chest
So uh, yeah
This is a one-take
[Verse]
Yeah
Pour a couple out for the homies ain't make it here
I'm sorry to the family, say they miss me and wait in fear
And then maybe I'm in over my head
I'm sorry to all of the homies taking hoes over bread
I know it's deeper than pussy or something's wrong in your head
I can't forgive you, it's so hard for me to see that you ain't one of my friends
Broken promises to make it with each other instead
And having boring ass jobs, slave away 'til we dead
But aye
Y'all had other plans
Me? I got a couple bands
I don't need a label, tell 'em, "Fuck yo' lil' one hundred grand"
I ain't getting signed until a couple millie in my hand
I been paying fives, you know my wallet silly got my man
Giggling and smiling when I'm coppin' flights to Disneyland
Homies in Japan telling me about I got some fans
Brands calling me up for a photoshoot to make some plans
I'm flying down to Texas, I can't pick up, I'm too busy man
Got mini vans full of hella people I ain't bigger than
Saying they been peepin' all the shit I drop
Telling me they don't know how I ain't already at the top
I told 'em I'mma pass them and they wonder if that's cap or not
All these rappers cap a lot
Sayin' they gon' post you on their story when you drop
'Cause y'all in person and you have to talk
All that have to stop
They just want to chop it up if you can make 'em famous
'Cause all they know is fake it 'til you make it
Parasocial relations but won't tell you 'bout the matrix
Sayin' look up to a celebrity to escape it
Wealthy teenage boys with no goals or aspirations
Say they only acting real, and yet they always be the fakest
Worried 'bout they manhood
Wishin' they was from the hood
First world problems, only thing they ever understood
Since they was a baby, 'cause they insecurities are lack of fatherhood
All these little pussies been misunderstood
And I won't say they free from judgement
Just another puppet
That's controlled by the media they watch
Never generalizing, but yellin' out fuck the cops
Never done a crime or had a relative shot
I think that everybody is afraid of being watched
Or having different ideas, being born from the top
I tell them motherfuckers, "Stop being what you not"
Be the you that you wan' be when walking down your block
Fuck a influence
Sayonara
Egh, aight, uh, ISSBROKIE, uh
I-I wanted to talk about something
Uh, I just need to get some shit off my chest
So uh, yeah
This is a one-take
[Verse]
Yeah
Pour a couple out for the homies ain't make it here
I'm sorry to the family, say they miss me and wait in fear
And then maybe I'm in over my head
I'm sorry to all of the homies taking hoes over bread
I know it's deeper than pussy or something's wrong in your head
I can't forgive you, it's so hard for me to see that you ain't one of my friends
Broken promises to make it with each other instead
And having boring ass jobs, slave away 'til we dead
But aye
Y'all had other plans
Me? I got a couple bands
I don't need a label, tell 'em, "Fuck yo' lil' one hundred grand"
I ain't getting signed until a couple millie in my hand
I been paying fives, you know my wallet silly got my man
Giggling and smiling when I'm coppin' flights to Disneyland
Homies in Japan telling me about I got some fans
Brands calling me up for a photoshoot to make some plans
I'm flying down to Texas, I can't pick up, I'm too busy man
Got mini vans full of hella people I ain't bigger than
Saying they been peepin' all the shit I drop
Telling me they don't know how I ain't already at the top
I told 'em I'mma pass them and they wonder if that's cap or not
All these rappers cap a lot
Sayin' they gon' post you on their story when you drop
'Cause y'all in person and you have to talk
All that have to stop
They just want to chop it up if you can make 'em famous
'Cause all they know is fake it 'til you make it
Parasocial relations but won't tell you 'bout the matrix
Sayin' look up to a celebrity to escape it
Wealthy teenage boys with no goals or aspirations
Say they only acting real, and yet they always be the fakest
Worried 'bout they manhood
Wishin' they was from the hood
First world problems, only thing they ever understood
Since they was a baby, 'cause they insecurities are lack of fatherhood
All these little pussies been misunderstood
And I won't say they free from judgement
Just another puppet
That's controlled by the media they watch
Never generalizing, but yellin' out fuck the cops
Never done a crime or had a relative shot
I think that everybody is afraid of being watched
Or having different ideas, being born from the top
I tell them motherfuckers, "Stop being what you not"
Be the you that you wan' be when walking down your block
Fuck a influence
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