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Cocky son of a semi-automatic (whaddup) Your body language is too loud (Shut the fuck up) So funny would everyone would try and run up I used to get laughed at for bein' different Now I get paid for it That's the come up I guess They used to yell over me Now they say it under they breath You ain't impressin' me You pressin' your luck Your luck is depressed Some of my friends, come for success Don't even improve, suckers just said They love me to death I'll see if that's true (blat) I'm seein' right through you Demeanin' my new tunes But streaming my You-Tube I shake my head and they bet They ain't hearing my loose screws Talkin' to myself you'd think I'm speakin' on Bluetooth You'll pretend No skills so you use your ego as your ornament Such enormous heads that I can orbit them Spend years lookin' for that key to success But when they find it they realize that there Ain't no fuckin' door for them This is my shit Hop up in the cockpit She might wanna hit the tropics I might take her to Boston Tell her baby, you know the rappers who act like the shit And the ones who are the shit? Well, you've met the hybrid Goals, rap goals Who are you? I don't know Come up like: you had been a friend to me! You have to remember me! My bad, #BadMemory And I ain't changed shit They just tell me that the numbers change The competition shall remain nameless 'Cuz I forget their fuckin' names God dang, they mad at my grind! I laugh when they whine Legends turn to Olympic runners When they pass me the baton I catch it with pride (yep) I'm the prime example of making an example out of your prime Ask about me But when producers bring a track around me Tell 'em I don't conversate with people Who wanna work with me then brag without me 'Cuz I ain't satisfied until my dad livin' Like he cashed a bounty And my mom can't keep track of house keys '98 I came out of the box Thinkin' outside the box Supply them with the tightest noose like "how can I not?" I kill 'em, kill 'em and what not Fuck a god amongst humans I'm the deicide amongst gods Must-watch I spit 'till my tongue drops And sprint 'till my lungs stop And live 'till the guns *pop* Rappers on pedestals now I sit there and just watch I convince 'em that they're fly Just so they jump off That's, that's goals, rap goals Who are you? I don't know Come up like you had been a friend to me "You have to remember me!" My bad, #BadMemory And I ain't changed shit They just tell me that the numbers change The competition shall remain nameless 'Cuz I forget their fuckin' names I stay at home and don't leave until I innovate And I come back the second I see 'em imitate Everyone is competition I ain't got no friend to make I ain't spazzin' enough 'till their passion and love Disintegrate I don't live by the rules Kids comin' through to kill all of you Bing bada boom Bitch, none of you is exciting (nope) I hate artists who complicate their lyrics More than the ones who simplify it Open your mind I don't see the grind (nope) You control your destiny When I'm controlling the sky *When the sky falls down* Better hope you don't die I haven't smoked in three years And you blowin' my high! They say the grass is always greener on the other side I'm 'bout to take a fence I hope they don't take offense I'm about to change the world Just to see the change in them But wait 'till they approach me like "ah shit, what was your name again?" Goals, rap goals Who are you? I don't know Come up like you had been a friend to me "You have to remember me!" My bad, #BadMemory And I ain't changed shit They just tell me that the numbers change The competition shall remain nameless 'Cuz I forget their fuckin' names
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