DISTANT

[Verse]
Buried in a box, ten feet down
Rise of the king, bitch, gimme my crown
Kal on dial with the freshest sound
Listen, you don’t want nothing to do with this now
I cannot stand, I can only speak until I learn to stand a little stronger
Take it all from me, that shit don’t matter, I can rap in my thoughts for as long as I want to
But now the net is my brain
‘Cause I’m a catch and never taking the bait
To me, these people posting daily on the Gram and the Twitter
Don’t make a difference, it’s only glam and the glitter
Keeping my distance, this magic is formed alone
Attention seeking is an opening to get ownеd
Shut you off, bitch, I’m entering god mode
Coffin crumblеd
Here I am
How could this happen to you?
It’s a simple plan
I’ve been on the grind, you’ve been shooting 45s
We are never gonna collab
Unless?
I get dangerous
Then ready, set, go
But I don’t race for checks
I might never play on stage
But I’m making what I want everyday
All you hypebeasts fake, damn

[Hook]
Stuck in the loop
I don’t want nothing to do with you
How does it feel?
I do not know how to tell if anything is real
Stuck in the tunes
I don’t want nothing to do with you
How does it feel?
I do not know how to tell if I can ever make it for real