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I feel like a fish in a pond, and sometimes I wish I was gone
Take me away to your world, take me away from the swirl
Cuz right now I'm lying in bed, and I got this voice in my head
Asking me questions like who would even care if I was dead
Somebody? Anybody? Raise your hand if its you
Let me know if its true, if you rollin with my crew
Let me just chill without enemies, just come through for the show
Let's take a shot for the memories, everyone that we let go
Sightseeing in my home town, only place that I go now
Once you see the pond get smaller, all you can do is swim down
Deep to the dark of the mind, so deep you feel like you blind
Please just realize that I tried, but I've gone too long as unsigned
I feel like I failed my assignment, and never gon get a cosignment
Maybe I'm just phased too easily, and I needa hand in resignment
Or maybe I'm just way too serious, and thats why I go through this myriad
Of emotions that got me delirious, my life is a question no period
So look in the mirror and ask, "what are you doing?"
I look at myself and at last, I know what I'm provin
This one goes out to everyone doubting me, including myself
And one more for everyone looking down, get off your high shelf
Rookie for a while, hunting for a smile, I just need some better days
Do I got a style, walking on for miles, I've just seen too many ways
To try and make it all better, but sometimes I just be too lazy
I can't even write up a letter, cuz my vision always too hazy
That's what happens when you riding blind, but still wanna be in the sky
Can't see them faking when they right behind, following but still they lie
Wish I had the keys, flex em like I'm Khaled, never have to stress again
Kicking like Bruce Lee's, hitting hard no salad, writing lyrics with no pen
I'm honest, I wish I was Jay-Z, and wish I was Big Sean
For now I'm just sitting on SoundCloud, I only dig songs
Well, is this the end? I couldn't tell ya
Imma just pull up my beats, and try to sell ya
Maybe one or two
That's all
Not my whole catalog
Just a bit
Y'know?
I'm just a dude
That's all
spring broken
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Ayo its volume five y'all heard right?
R-Don, ill.fitting, we back at this again y'know?
Been on everything from two to five
Let's go, let's get this
OK
I'm still spittin, my voice stay ill fittin
It sounds like I'm shittin, the way that its written
Uhhh, whatchu want from me then? Something new style?
Does my rap shit make you laugh, boy do you smile?
Shawty came from overseas, is she understanding?
Tryna bridge that language gap, shit is mad demanding
I try my hardest but I don't know if its hard enough
Now you better watch out fore I go and play my cards too rough
Yeah, I'm resting like a cemetary, comments thats incendiary
Locked like penetentiary, buzzin like my name was Barry
Too goofy to make it up to the big leagues
Ignoring all the warnings I've been told that I should heed
The fantasy that I'm living in is my last one
I ain't gonna throw this in the trash like the past one
Infecting your mind, call me the flood
Call me a vampire cuz I'm coming for your blood
Now it's the ill fitter, that Queens New York spitter
Young boy on the mic spitting lofi but its litter
When I'm walking through the streets stepping on you like a critter
I be killing competition so they call me the neck slitter
Ay
It's New York out here
Volume five you heard?
R-Don, ill.fitting, we got another collection
Ill fitting beats, let get this poppin now ay
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New bumping, I'm through slumping on all you bitches
Stay running, I'm making my way across the bridges
Surfboarding in the pool, can you catch the wave
I'm like a zombie in the school, education slave
Thought I'd finish school but now my path is lookin different
Why my teacher asking questions when she know that I don't listen
She say I'm hard to read, I make her feel illiterate
Where my homework at? I'm sorry, haven't written it
I'm Darth Maulin', you cut me off, I'm coming back
The views fallin, the flow slowin, I'm cuttin slack
Making sales up off the art and then I'm selling you my beats
Time you hit me up again, now the process just repeats
Thought that I was good but then the homies all objected
So I went and hit up shawty, holy shit I got rejected
Like high school part two but I'm rolling with the punches
Now I'm steady doing this while you sit down eating lunches
Yeah
Tell me if you rocking with
Who you rocking with if you ain't
Ay
Follow ya boy
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If you ever need me girl I told you call me up
Now I miss the days when you used to call me up
I'm chillin all alone, don't nobody call me up
When I'm hanging with my boys I wish you'd just call me up
If you ever need me girl I told you call me up
Now I miss the days when you used to call me up
I'm chillin all alone, don't nobody call me up
When I'm hanging with my boys I wish you'd just call me up
Well, I guess I got some explaining to do don't I?
Well, this what you came for
Storytime
I'm worried bout you girl, you ain't called in a while
You closed your Facebook, all I see is a blank tile
I tried to hit your line, but you ain't been picking up
If you tryna hide from me girl then I guess you slick enough
But that won't stop me, from getting all up in my feelings
It was like two years ago, you took off all of my ceilings
The world was ours for a minute, but then it crumbled
Felt like falling down the stairs, felt like I tumbled
But did I ever denounce you? I didn't
And did I ever renounce us? I didn't
I just wanted to save us, I know you know it
I just couldn't tell you, I couldn't show it
Now I'm lying sleepless and I'm thinking all about you
Go and hit your DM, yeah I think that I'm about to
Do what I need to
Cuz I just need to
See you one last time before I let this go for good
Be with you one time in the place you call your hood
The things that were between us are worth nothing to you now
So I guess that theres no use in asking you to call me now
If you ever need me girl I told you call me up
Now I miss the days when you used to call me up
I'm chillin all alone, don't nobody call me up
When I'm hanging with my boys I wish you'd just call me up
If you ever need me girl I told you call me up
Now I miss the days when you used to call me up
I'm chillin all alone, don't nobody call me up
When I'm hanging with my boys I wish you'd just call me up
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The image that you showed me stays ingrained in my mind
Now you got me feeling like you leaving me behind
Shoulda never started, I don't know if I'm ready
I thought I'd make that money yea thought I'd have that bready
Boy was I wrong now I'm doubting on the daily
Listen to my music and I feel like going crazy
Wonder where I went so wrong, wonder what I did
Wonder why I'm 18 but I still feel like a kid
All I see is diss tracks and dudes who got the clout
If I can spit like them is what I'm worried about
Never mind the fact that they never like my beats
Putting everything together feels like I'll drown in defeats
Could I one day bring the shine back to my city?
Maybe bring a foreign chick who looking really pretty?
I really couldn't tell you if I got the fire in me
I just really want that call from G.O.O.D Music hiring me
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Young boy thirsty, need a shawty like Cheng Xiao
Bands like thirty, shawty get up in the bed now
Put something in my hands, like my name was Post Malone
Don't you ever touch my bands or you'll be leaving on your own
Who you think you talking to when you come up to me?
I got whips all in the lot so you could all come through and see
Two Masis, three Raris, and four black bats
Pussy boys ain't coming through they all look like cats
Shawty dressed in pink and she put roses on her ride
She navigate like Nami, when we roll she by my side
Live from New York, we make that bacon egg & cheese
Selling you a whip cuz we all know I got the keys
SHAWTY LOOK LIKE CHENG XIAO, STRETCH IT THEN SHE BEND DOWN
FLEXING IN A BAPE COW, DRIFTING IN THE BENZ NOW
Spending so much money I might buy more than one piece
Hop up in the Hyundai and I run from the police
Shoot you for your rollie so my wrist gon cost your life
Just to make it hurt more I'm gon run off with your wife
Me and Lou reloaded now we flexing once again
Best believe we running up on you and all your men
Young boy thirsty, need a shawty like Cheng Xiao
Bands like thirty, shawty get up in the bed now
Put something in my hands, like my name was Post Malone
Don't you ever touch my bands or you'll be leaving on your own
Said a young boy thirsty, need a shawty like Cheng Xiao
Bands like thirty, shawty get up in the bed now
Put something in my hands, like my name was Post Malone
Don't you ever touch my bands or you'll be leaving on your own ya
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