Junktown

[Verse]
Every fucking day feels like a fucking storm
I don't wanna bitch, I don't wanna moan
But you fake fucks got me feeling so alone
This is the junktown, we got no phones
To leave a message after the tone
50 followers but it didn't take a day to build Rome
Throw me a bone, im a fucking doggy
Fetch me the remote, feelin' kinda horny
Caught dealing dope, Better Call Saul
Gotta new video so I'm looking tall
Music for 7 years looking like a paul
Keyboard smashing, let fly you out, let's have a brawl
I'm going worldwide so we shop at the mall
All you other rappers are looking kinda small
Music for a day looking like a Paul

[Verse 2]
Switch it up like an extra chromosome
Step it up if you want me off my throne
Writers and prods behind you I'm all on my own
So I don't care 'bout no bitches calling up my phone
'Cause you're an Onen and I feel at home, Stockholm syndrome
I'm never prone to the do's and don'ts when given a microphone
Got it in my bones so rappers take notes
This is much more than my voice making tones
Doing so much shit for others that I gotta loan
Basic like an iPhone X running Google Chrome
What I'm capable of my lord how I've grown
I've put in that work my lord how its shown
Im that motherfucker everybody's gonna know
Today it's gonna rain tomorrow's gonna snow
Regardless of the weather there's an open window
I'll​ take any opportunity I get
That's why I don't even care about regret
That's why I don't even care about my rep
I don't care if you're upset
That's rap get used to it bud
No one of out here really gives a fuck
Yeah and success is luck
Or how much shit you can stomach