i’ll do it later

[Intro]
Bitch
It's blimey
Bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, ah

[Verse]
I'm not a rapper, I'm a poet
It's crazy how I think I'm next up but they don't know it
Consistently I kill the fucking beats and then I own it
Like blimeydog like how you always motherfucking flowing?

I'm hurt but I just do not show it
I think I'm going up don't know if I will end up blowing
And if I don't then I guess that it's in the moment
It's blimeydog I kill the fucking game my rhymes are potent

And I don't know if imma make it
And all these other rap brothers are the fakest
And they would snake me out for checks, I'm on the waitlist
My drops are getting slower "blimey why we waiting?"

Procrastinations gonna be the end of me
Are you really a friend or you're an enemy?
You think my raps are beautiful? It's rare to see
Another guy that's on the same wavelength that I will be

On, sorry for not dropping a song
I really am a piece of shit I do these bitches wrong
I swear I fuck it up like every time I'm on my own
And I don't give a fuck I'll drop my mic bitch I'm done

Ah, I'm struggling and defeated
Like blimeydog you think your next up but your tweaking
You think you get the money but sat sad in the evening
I say my thoughts out but you don't listen when speaking

Could be a cry for help
And I don't give a fuck I'm really by myself
It's blimeydog and I will get my blunt and fry myself
They didn't have me at their table had to invite myself

[Outro]
It's blimey
It's blimey
Bitch