[Intro]
Yeah, look
[Chorus]
They say I'm full of myself, ooh, I'm so conceited
They say I'm a target of doubt, uh, there is no reason
I'ma say, "fuck it" like twelve, uh, I'm in a deep end
You should be put on a shelf, ayy, you gettin' me heated
They say I'm full of myself, ooh, I'm so conceited
They say I'm a target of doubt, uh, there is no reason
I'ma say, "fuck it" like twelve, uh, I'm in a deep end
You should be put on a shelf, ayy, you gettin' me heated
[Verse 1]
I am a narcissist
You just be claimin' you poppin' shit
Please lеt me know what the problem is
'Forе you be callin' my name out of jealousy, it is so obvious
My ex chick was my cover art
Then her queer friends tried to cancel hard
Which is excellent, 'cause they know I'm like a car
When they push, I start
While your complex is napoleon
With some context, I'm custodian
'Cause I'm cleanin' this shit when I'm rippin' your bone apart
Mark on the staff is the shortest mark
If it wasn't for them proud boys, woulda seen Tom at McDonalds
You should get up out of my house, boy
I shoulda been loud and just awful
You could throw in that towel boy
You up shit's creek, better peddle boy
Better quit your album, tell 'ya "Attaboy", uh
Ah, shit, that's unlawful, you
Barkin' my lines from Walmart
'Cause I'm knockin' this out the ballpark
I’m discarding that line like it’s hallmark
But on Alfred's Theme, think you all smart
[Chorus]
They say I'm full of myself, ooh, I'm so conceited
They say I'm a target of doubt, uh, there is no reason
I'ma say, "fuck it" like twelve, uh, I'm in a deep end
You should be put on a shelf, ayy, you gettin' me heated
They say I'm full of myself, ooh, I'm so conceited
They say I'm a target of doubt, uh, there is no reason
I'ma say, "fuck it" like twelve, uh, I'm in a deep end
You should be put on a shelf, ayy, you gettin' me heated
[Verse 2]
I not care if you eastside, hoe
Stomp on the beat like Fee-fi-fo
All of you washed up like you sea side homes
Going hard on this shit like concrete hoe
I get no respect, if I go detect
With a close inspect on my name
All of my flows are wet, go deflect
Puttin' hoes in check in my game
All pf the souls are wreck, a hopeless vet
This disrespect is inside of my veins
I'ma minimize brains
Hope you be getting offended, relax
Fuck all these lames, and that goes to dax
I'ma relapse, am I respondin'? Perhaps
Comes with the facts, you get no bitches
But you still be takin' the sides, I’m getting bitches
With some more bitches, you get no bitches just guys
You get no Privilege, look at my image
I get to do what I like, besides that
Y’all just be thinking that I will not bite back
Through the way that I'm ridin' the beat
And I'm lockin' it up like a bike rack
Residing on beef, I don’t like that
You fail in the streets like a sight gag
You should go hold up a white flag
My bad, you should go hold up a pride flag
'Cause all of you fuckers are bitches', 'cause
No matter how many times that I say that I did it
They ain’t fucking with it, they saying I'm shit
So they think they a critic
But when I go spit it all back in their face
They say that I'm winnin'!
[Chorus]
They say I'm full of myself, ooh, I'm so conceited
They say I'm a target of doubt, uh, there is no reason
I'ma say, "fuck it" like twelve, uh, I'm in a deep end
You should be put on a shelf, ayy, you gettin' me heated
They say I'm full of myself, ooh, I'm so conceited
They say I'm a target of doubt, uh, there is no reason
I'ma say, "fuck it" like twelve, uh, I'm in a deep end
You should be put on a shelf, ayy, you gettin' me heated
Conceited was written by Matthew The Artist.