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What’cha call a prodigy living?
What the fuck am I gonna do with all of these visions?
They sayin I’m next, I do not even listen
Tell me something I ain’t already thinking, woah
'Bout to make a movie independent, might get Mark to produce it
I went from the trunk, to the car, now I’m moving
You lookin at the cusp of a large evolution
I get so much buzz that the narcs think I’m using
No wonder why their sons and their daughters abuse it
I get every drug in a part of my music
So, I don’t need a plug, my guitar is acoustic
Uh, partly a fool, partly a nuisance
Part group, part crew, partly abusive
Part of you, my part’s through to move, and it’s only part one
My part two is stupid
I don’t even know. Pull up to your town, but only for the show
Never on the ground, cause all I do is float
They lookin around, like “where the fuck he go?”
Don’t ever try to compare, and only if you’re unaware
Whether I’m on the plane home, or I’m on the plane out
I’m looking down on you from somewhere
I’m in Mass but I call it Massacre
Cause I’m ready for the brawls that occur
No, you ain’t with it, It don’t make you driven
Just cause you dodge challengers
All amateurs
I know your day is coming
You’re looking up at the wrong calendar
Full blown career, still finishing high school only to make mom happier
That is how I do it. Look at all the motherfuckers that I used to go to school with all pretending like they did support her when I was beginning, now they texting me on some advice on how to start a business
So I give them a penis, suck a dick, and swallow it, and spit it out with repetition
Baby they call it a little crazy, I call it ambitious
And my mama call it "let him do what he want cause he gon’ win it!"
I do it like I did it, beat it like it’s living
Even if it isn’t, I eat it till I shit it
Wrestle with a lion, tiger, cheetah and a buffalo
Beat it 'till their neck is broke and feed it to my women
“Speak it how I live it,” I might get it tatted on me, writtens on my arm like I’m cheating on my quizzes
Leave it for the critics, I’m a Jesus on a mission
When the demon isn’t sinning, it’s the deepest coalition
Oh my God!
I pray that my God will pray for their God
Wear my heart on my sleeve but I’ve been rocking a tank top
I’m an evil motherfucker, I’ve been brainwashed
Chain off, take off, can’t stop running when I beat your brakes off
Cut that throat, I'll be cool with a rendezvous
Want that smoke, we could do what you wanna do, Yeah!
Ooh, let me differentiate a few, write these remixes in 30 minutes like "fuck it, whatever, cool."
They’re longer than your biggest song
I am not shitting on what you do
Just literally speaking, they like a lot of me, and they like a little of you
So what'cha call a prodigy living? Ever since I came home I haven’t been chillin
Haven’t been timid
Ever since I walked on water I haven’t been religious, haven’t been offended, It’s hard to do that. I move forward I do not move back
And you can learn from it, I don’t need to hear them talk about me
I just need to hear the possibility of it
I’m Coming!