Untitled, pt.1

歌詞

Okay, okay Hmm, you ready? You ready or not (You ready or not) This one's goin' hard, man Ooh-yeah (Yeah), ooh, ooh-yeah (I say) Ooo-yeah (I say), ooh-ooh-ooh I say Runnin' out of time, but I ain't gon' do a flight Them be sayin' you not enough, so I'ma keep that in my mind I be ridin' on the sly, I say, ridin' on the sly (Ridin' on the sly) This game's for mine, yeah, it's time to roll the dice I'm sorry my mom and dad for my talent Got a lot on my plate, yeah, still now I'm tryin' to manage But, up on the stage, told you that I'm goin' savage Am I walkin' on the path laid out already for my damn life, I'm like, "Fuck it" Mhm, most rappers say, "No pain, no gain," but to me, it sounds like cliche I'm just saying, you know And, a lotta 'em be flexin' and braggin' about themselves in their songs I mean, just been sick and tired of it They say that I've changed much, but I'm like, "How so, huh?" Peer pressure got rooted in this culture, then it's the problem We like bein' a "cluster", I wonder There ain't no f**king way out, but I'm different, gotta claim that, yeah I question why to all of my doin' thing, then I get the meaning of it (Head spinnin') Ring-a-ring-a-ring I question why to all of my doin' thing, then I get the meaning of it Ring-a-ring-a-ring I question why to all of my doin' thing, then I get the meaning of it (Head spinnin') Ring-a-ring-a-ring I question why, I question why (I question), I question why Last time, I was dealin' with my mental disorder (Woo) One night, I lost control over myself, out of it all night This time, outta depression, gone insane, I been slow since, I mean low-ley Got this feeling like nothing ever filled the bottle Even I have just kept tryin' to follow my heart, tho Got stuck in a vicious circle, what is it comin' to me, ain't know (Me ain't know) I say, me ain't know (Me ain't know), I say, me ain't know Maybe you should know that I been runnin' at like full throttle Good energy, bad energy, I don't give no f*** Them not caught up in the race for fame or money, actin' like that's a big duh I'm like, nothing won't come outta fine-sounding words, tell me 'bout it, huh Speak your mind, you get bang your buck, everything 'round me seems fake But I'm real, bruh, woo my peeps too, I love y'all, but I trust a few More importantly, I choose death 'fore dishonor, what 'bout you? Screw the system, ain't do my ting by the book At 2 or 3, I'ma go into action It's makin' my head spin, I be quicker on my feet Been waitin' for the bigger drip, you know Mhm, mhm Fah fah fah fah