RAPSHIT, Pt. 1

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Wait

Good morning

Baby

I don't give a fucking shit

You know I'm about me, me

I got two eyes watching you

I can see, see

F F F

VHS

On repeat, 'peat

I'm at your funeral

Rest in peace, peace

I'm doing my thing

If you hate you better leave, leave

Running up the numbers

But my roots are on my sleeve, sleeve

I want some respect

I'm telling you that's all I need, need

Rap shit

Rap Shit

Rap shit

Run around

Run around

They give me the run around

My life is like my name

I'm living above the clouds

I ain't stopping till I fill the stadium

With a big crowd

Fuck you and your no

Yeah

Disrespect let it roll off

I don't jump on, I fall off

Create my shit, I pop off

Marking the trail, don't follow

I've gotten way too mellow

Ive gotten better since Meadow

Ive gotten bigger I'm jell-o

But I'm still in my demo

I'll never be sellout

I'm true forever

I need my medals

I'm on my pedals

I make a deal with the devil

Keep it real, don't let anyone settle

Gotta get to the next level

I only make friends with rebels

be the main character for me

Cause baby, BB

Baby

I don't give a fucking shit

You know I'm about me, me

I got two eyes watching you

I can see, see

F F F

VHS

On repeat, 'peat

I'm at your funeral

Rest in peace, peace

I'm doing my thing

If you hate you better leave, leave

Running up the numbers

But my roots are on my sleeve, sleeve

I want some respect

I'm telling you that's all I need, need

Rap shit

Rap Shit

Rap shit

Woah

Shit

Call me Teezo, I don't fuck with mid

I got too much real shit to admit

I'm a singer, I don't usually spit

But I started on Soundcloud

YouTube beats, and now I'm on my own shit

Back to my roots

Banjo roots, Black Eyed Peas, D'angelo shit

Baby me in the arms of the greats

Now I'm tryna be one of those greats

slap the shit out anyone in my way

Metaphorically

I don't fuck with violence

That shit way too corny

Lost a homie

Now I'm the one mourning

Keep my own back

And you should too

Stay true to yo' word

You never lose

Baby

I don't give a fucking shit

You know I'm about me, me (yeah)

I got two eyes watching you

I can see, see

F F F

VHS

On repeat, 'peat

I'm at your funeral

Rest in peace, peace

I'm doing my thing

If you hate you better leave, leave

Running up the numbers

But my roots are on my sleeve, sleeve

I want some respect

I'm telling you that's all I need, need

Rap shit

Rap Shit

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Honoring a kid was feeling trapped (Rap shit)

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Honoring a kid was feeling trapped (Rap shit)

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Honoring a kid was feeling trapped (Rap shit)

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Honoring me (Rap shit)

I can feel them coming for me

(Devil don't lie)

Getting high and I met me

(Devil don't lie)

Found the meaning of life

(Devil don't lie)

Forgot before I came down

(Devil don't lie)