Letras
Aye
Look
I'm seventeen with a pad on my seat
Gotta rap on this scene
Shit is going to clean
Got my car in the lot
But i'm not in a dream
I'm just living the life
I'm just doing my thing
I'm just getting too good
So i sit and i think
Is it really just me?
Do i murder my beats
Do i do something different
Cause i'm being me
I'm just only a kid
I'm just only a teen
So i tell all my friends that i'm not in the mix
I'm not finna trip
I'm not gonna stir up the drama again
I just wanna make music
I wanna begin
Back it up to a decimal
Add up a ten
Hm
Get it
Don't you just get it
When they come around for a second
Why don't you tell them
I get it
Cause it can be hard to say nothing
I get it
I'm really debating if i wanna stop it
I'm done with the fakes
It was never an option
I hate all my ex's
I met em with caution
This girl that i met
She be making me nauseous
But that's in the past
I never forgot it
Cause it can be cool
If you say that you want it
Yeah it can be cool
If you think that you got it
But now that you don't
Ima finish
And cop it
So let us begin
See what i'm saying man
You cannot stop greatness from achieving greatness
There is no accidents
I was meant for this
Today is another surprise
That's why they call it present
I'm different
I was born a different breed
You told me be who i am
Now it's different
I'm feeling a difference
So keep whatchu feeling
I know who i am
So you call me a villain
Hello to the homies
I've been in the building
Les get it
I'm back
I'm back on a track
Getting high while i rap
Is it bad to feel bad
Is it hard when your sad
Is it hard when your homies go die in a crash
Mother fucker it is
So don't question the past
Got me all tripping
But it's getting typical
This shit is old
Take a look at the principal
Not at your school
It's the one taking videos
I look at myself
I think everything's pitiful
It's for the laughs
But this shit isn't critical
Homie I'm spiritual
Bits of political
But I don't argue about what you feeling tho
How can you tell me to look at the facts
I looked up to my dad
Even got him a hat
I could speak about me
But i speak about that
I miss all of my family
Missing my slat
I've been killing this beat
I've been rapping so fast
But i slice every verse
Then i murder a track
Mix it up just a bit
Get me something to cap
Gotta smoke what i have
Just a hit of my wax
Lets go back to the store
I got so much to rack
Give me a minute
I gotta sit back
No really i do
Shit i feel like rat
This beat isn't done
So i gotta go rap
I get through my thoughts
But i get what i track
I've been through a lot
Shit is making me sad
I'm done with this beat
I could say thats a wrap
This shit got me seeking for nothing to pack
So leave me alone
Santiago Cruz
O/B/O DistroKid