I know you don't know what I'm going through
Standing here, looking at you
You think you rhyme tight
I think you're so wack, but maybe time might
Grow you up a bit, to do it properly
While we're discussing it
'Cause at the rate you spend, I mean
You buy the bar but you'll be broke again
That's how the cycles are
Get you in massive debt, with your goof ass
That's how the trap is set
Invest in you some stock, open a Chick-Fil-A
So you ain't getting bread
You lost your skill for that
Talking to new you, hope that was old you
I said I knеw you, I felt I owed you
(Gotta be something for me to write this)
Don't know what I'm going through
(The way I give back is through
The knowledge in my raps) i know you
(Gotta be something for me to write this)
Don't know what I'm going through
(The way I give back is through
The knowledge in my raps)
You want attention, don't you?
You're in your feelings, ain't you?
I think your daddy should've spanked you
You mix your loyalties with you priorities
All in the middle of it, asking
"Why the hell ain't it me?"
You so innocent, at least you try to be
I've been watching, know the truth
You 'bout that confrontation
You're into making enemies
Oh, I'm too positive? Nah
You're too negative you ain't got no chill
Think you need a sedative
The off-beat choice of actions
You're focused on the Franklins
Only lead to more distractions
You're like an axe in action
Mxyzptlk it up, if you drop it, pick it up
I know the wind what it gon' take to flow
And I'm too grown for games
That's why I had to let it go yo
(Gotta be something for me to write this)
Don't know what I'm going through
(The way I give back is through
The knowledge in my raps) i know you
(Gotta be something for me to write this)
Don't know what I'm going through
(The way I give back is through
The knowledge in my raps)
(Got-gotta be something for me to write this)