Amazing But true

(Intro)
Man, I'm just getting tired of not getting the credit that I fucking deserve dude y’know?
I make song after fucking song
And nobody even listens to it

Ripping in a closet
And thinking I'm making profit
In making you feeling cautious
For lacking the fucking knowledge
I'm Dripping just like a faucet
I’m making you feeling nauseous
For lacking the fucking logic
You literally so obnoxious
You sweeping and fucking mopping
And stare at me while I'm shopping
You making some shitty music and telling me that it's popping
I'm trying to be amusing i'm trying to be
Alot but I still hate these fucking people and I wish that they would drop and die

I don't wanna live or be around you
I don't wanna live or be around you
Fuck that uh
Everyone you know they wanna doubt you
All the ones you love they wanna drown you love that uh
I don't even know why you round’
Probably talking shit under your breathe sorry what’s that? uh
Getting pretty sick of this
Town
Never really left so now this shit isn't a comeback
Uh

Grinding ain’t gon give me fucking nothing
Uh
Grinding ain't gon give me fucking nothing
I'm suffering
I'm making music for someone
Who’s barely giving a fuck and
Inside world that were
Stuck in Inside this way
And I been waiting for a text for like 6 days
And waiting for an engineer to call my way
Yet still don't hear you call my name
And im waiting for a reason just to blow my brains
Uh

It's getting difficult I smoke with individuals
Who barely like my music and to them I am invisible, I barely get some views and so every night I am Miserable
Just Sitting fucking thinking like why the fuck am I living though
Like why you take my lyrics like everything else so Literal And getting extra salty and getting really so Bitter bro You try to be this person but really you just look Pitful
And Acting fucking savage when really you just so Miniscule (Fuck)

Anybody listen to my track? (No)
Guess that is just way too much to ask (Woah)
Ive been tryna run way from my past (Go)
Make a decent living from the fact (No)Body wants to listen to a trash rapper That doesn't know how to rap So I'm making music that fucking slaps You don't wanna be around me
You don't have my fucking Back (Nope)

I'm Amazing but true bitch I make your
Eyes bleed Trash rap name
C-I-V-I-C
Next my head's gonna ask why I breathe
So fucked up by the time that I leave
Why I live oh please remind me
I can't think why I'm alive these
People push and criticize me
I'm not living im surviving (Woah)

I got a gift that I use when I spit
While you talking that trash while you talking that shit if you want me to crash then I want you to trip if you're wanting to ask if I'm
Losing my grip Then you're probably asking if I do exist with a passion and purpose
Damn right I do bitch
I stay jotting and forcing these lyrics
To fit You stay constantly hoping I'd jump off a bridge

You stay changing your motives hoping I won't notice You all in my face and Stay slowing my focus I crawl in my pain Cause you humans are
Soulless I'll fall in the rain Cause I'm feeling so
Hopeless you've all moved away so don't know where my Home is I'm getting so sick of staying in this Motion
All of these words in these songs that I have spoken
Imma keep going till my throat gets swollen
(Woah)

If I made a track like this would you even fucking listen to it? (No)
If I made a track like this would you even listen to it? (NO)

That's what I expected
You need to just change you're Methods
That Auto tune you compressing is actually
Depressing To think that you have suggested
That shit would make me Perfected
I think that you could be learning a couple of fucking lessons uh

What a good person that you shared a post
Shove your opinion down everyone's throat
Why are you living I really don't know
But I'mma have a ton a music by the time that I'm old uh
Drop some shit and I'm feeling better
Got 150 songs all Together
Might lose it all so I'm Building pressure
Try to tell myself that Im a hidden Treasure

Ain't that laughable
Magical
My shit ain't graspable
I write some shit
That you may say is Classical
You write a bit but you lack the
Compassion tho
I write some music you say that it's trash I know
I got a dream but you tell me be
Practical
Can't be a rapper cuz that shit ain't
Rational
That's from the guy who's wanting to play basketball
One day my music will be international
Woah

I get no
I get no love
I make these people just hate they life no fucks
Given I'm ripping all of these bitches up
And I'm living my life and
I'm buzzed without no drugs
And I'm bitter at night whenever I have no trust Bro you're kidding me right
I'm telling you there's no funds
Know i stay with a knife and I'm hoping I don't
Jump off the roof of this might cause
I know that this worlds fucked Up

Stay with a mission to keep relaying the
Vision you staying sleeping I know that you gon be Praying you didn't I'm staying rapping till the Reaper comes and pays me a visit
You'd rather talk a bunch of trash then sit and maybe just Listen These rappers getting wobbly while I been staying consistent
You always wanna stay asleep But
You don't know what you're Missing
Why you even talk to me if you don't like that I'm living
And I been thinking constantly like why the fuck i'm existing?
Uh