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Skinhead or diva
I'm one of them or I'm neither
Rejecting labels and stigmas
I'm asking where's my tequila
They say I can't make a hit
I don't know who is talking
There I go again with imagining
'Bout the skies I'll walk in
Feel the heat like I'm Anakin
Wear the drip like a mannequin
Stay away from the the battlin'
I've been starving for a while and now this game got me famishing
I ain't here for the fame
I got skinhead mentality
Set my billboard aflame
Cop some flows from the six god like Bruce Lee
I don't do this often when I do then it usually
Hit harder than Masvidal with a loose knee
I'll be honest and I'll say that
Truthfully, I never needed nobody with status approving me
Most of y'all are looking for people who trust but you're all Gucci to me
Wearing a couple of stripes and swooshes
I know who's translucent to me
I'm lost in the world I'm lost in myself
Finally got a sense of duty to me
Y'all making out with the serpents
My tongue stays honest like eulogies
My guys do favors no tax like I'm surrounded by duty frees
Never heard me this devastating
Like a news feed of shooting sprees
Too clean, got crew tees and blue jeans
Say whaddup to the new me
Dap me up I'm the man
Hair growing back out
Dap me up I'm the man
No rifles slung on my shoulder
Already crafted a plan
The future look like a window
Fog it up, make a heart on the glass
I thought I'd never see it
The hatred in their eyes is burning
But now that I believe it
I know there's no way to change
No way to change
Lock stock and load
Carry barrels like a burden
Whole world burning
Wanna clean us like detergent
The verge of collapse I'm saying f*ck you in cursive
The way I'm bobbin' and weavin' and duckin' rockets in Persian
How can you sit so snug in your bed
Cup of tea in your hand blanket over your head
Feeding fire to the flames while you're so fucking fed
As your ego inflates it ain't your friends falling dead so
Breathe in breathe out
Maybe it's me
Maybe I'm way too over zealous I can't change what you see
No cape on my back
No golden degree
Breathe in
Was never one for the drugging and fucking and losing sobriety
I like the bragging the boasting
Hate the high society
The search for love is a distraction
Implemented ever since you was just a baby boy
Locking up your mind quietly
Now you follow the same path
With the same girl and the same rules
With the same voice in your head telling you not to worry
(All I wanna say is that)
(I never needed nobody with status approving me)
(All I wanna say is that)
I thought I'd never see it
The hatred in their eyes is burning
But now that I believe it
I know there's no way to change
No way to change

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