[Verse 1]
I ain't the type to be candid
I ain't got no f**ing type cause this life left me stranded
Imma f** whatever shore that I can land in
Imma sail every water that I swam in
Swimming in this deep got me feeling more shallow that a reef with some keef and a preacher in the back with a bible and beat
I've been in the cut with some
f**ed up teeth
I've been in a rut cause I f**ed up
Focused on the wrong sh**
Now I spit a song with a strong lip
Now I take my time when I rhyme
Yeah I'm cautious
But I ain't playing when I tell you that i'm riding on this wave till I'm nauseous
My mind is so hazy lately praise me make me famous
f** me f** the heinous
Fake the friends and make the makers take us
Take the time to make some music
Lakes and boos and weed and loosey ladies usually make me lazy
But now I'm on the grindstone daily
Now I'm like a rhinestone cowboy
Bet you can't phase me
I had bring it back to the 8 track
I'm attracting every backpacking hipster with a SnapBack
Cause I'm a lover not a fighter
I'm undercover as a rapper
I'm still in love with my trapper keeper
I spit sh** like a master teacher
While I'm masturbating to my
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I'm amazed with these fake a** rappers making trap and making money while the real emcee's go hungry
[Bridge]
Imma get some bees and make some mother f**ing honey
Make my life sweeter than my little honey bunny I'mma make it top or imma die trying
I ain't ever gonna stop cause I'm a mother f**ing lion
I ain't tryna be an a**hole
I'mma take all of my fam to the top of the castle
I'mma get a pretty queen with a pretty nice a**
Rule the motherf**ing world from a house made of gla**
[Chorus]
Where you been at
Where the f** you been at
I've been at the bottom of a lake
Looking up at all the fake mother f**ers making money
Where you been at
I've been making bars motherf**er where you been at
Where the f** you been at
[Verse 2]
Coming out the whip with some doves in the back
I can tell you right now that I'm down to f**
I've wasting all my time I can't ever get it back
But I'm back on that grind man that's just my luck
Mother f**er I'm stuck
She way too fine for me
Got my rhymes up and now she got an eye for me
I'm moving so silent so plain to see
But my brain and my body never seem to agree
Got this gla** half full
Making honey in the present with some money on the side
Got my honey in whip with my tape on rewind
And that a** in my hand cause i landed a dime
b**h Hand me a check
I've been working nonstop without a motherf**ing sweat
I don't care about the money I just want that respect
And if y'all didn't know I'm the ace in the deck
I'm racing the best
I'm erasing the rest
I've been waiting in line motherf**er I'm next
I've been making the climb
And my mama been stressed
And this sh**s weighing heavy on my chest
Give me some love
Give me a sign from above
Make me a star and ill make you a queen
They gave me some purp but that perp is at large
Man that burns to clean