Trampoline

[Verse 1]
Low on the dough, this isn't different (Yeah)
It left me indifferent, you must be smoking (Nah)
I’m running this shit so I know I ain’t tripping (I'm not)
I know that I’m changing, know that I'm breaking
The records they laying, records they playing
Thinking I’m playing?
Thinking I’m cheating?
Thinking I’m saying, but never achieving?
I proved them wrong today (Yeah)
Sick of the doubt, sick of it all, sick of it all today (I am)
Sick of the bitches, sick of the lyrics y’all just copy paste (You copycats)
Never creating, just imitations (They not)
Nobody’s raw today
Nobody’s raw today

[Chorus]
So I’m bringing the beef, bringing the beats
Bringing the beast, bringing receipts
Waiting for rap, leave it to me
Waiting for crap, listen to these
Fuckers pretending that they are the best at
The shit that they craft, It's not for me (It's not)
So sit back, listen to me (Uh)
Bouncing back, no trampoline (Look, uh)
No trampoline

[Verse 2]
They said I couldn’t do it
Couldn’t prove that music was the shit that I’m good at (Uh huh)
Finna get my name on the map, deep in the bag
Put that on that wax like a Qtip (Uh huh)
I got class, I’m the best at what I'm doing
What I'm doing is teaching bitches a lesson so flamboyant (Mhm)
Even though I’m still a student, I am the realest when (What?)
My guerrillas get to shooting, banana clips making you slip (Uh huh)
Cartoonish, I get looney
I’m ruthless when I am schooling motherfuckers (Why?)
Cause all these bitches acting stupid, I know
Uh, I had a bit of a rocky start
Now I got Mike Tyson’s fists with Rocky’s heart
When you talk about the stick, that shit is sweet like Lollipops
You are not a shooter, you work 9 to 5 like Dolly Parton (Okay)
I’m out my comfort zone with this (Uh huh)
I'm just like Al Capone with this
Bitch, get up off my dick
Need to get their phone and shit
Keyboard warriors wanna act like they tough shit
But when I pull up, then they roll out like a fucking carpet

[Chorus]
I’m bringing the beef, bringing the beats
Bringing the beast, bringing receipts
Waiting for rap, leave it to me
Waiting for crap, listen to these
Fuckers pretending that they are the best at
The shit that they craft, It's not for me (It's not)
So sit back, listen to me
Bouncing back, no trampoline
I’m bringing the beef, bringing the beats
Bringing the beast, bringing receipts
Waiting for rap, leave it to me
Waiting for crap, listen to these
Fuckers pretending that they are the best at
The shit that they craft, It's not for me (It's not)
So sit back, listen to me
Bouncing back, no trampoline
No trampoline