HideandSeekZoo - Coffee To Go lyrics

Got all the people asking me like, "Kid, where you been at?" I tell you to s** a dick and mind your bis, but they did that already Leaving emcee like confetti, they ain't ready And this life's a bumpy ride and it's hard to keep it steady Zoom in effect, come and see me with the gla**es I used to smoke weed right after I ditched cla**es Like, "f** school, I'ma smoke weed until I die." Yo, believe it or not, man I used to be one of those guys But I changed, something that I thought I'd never do Now you can find me at home writing these songs just for you Give me a brew and a mic, and you know I spit it tight In the middle of the night, plus the words are out of sight So you can't even see me, I know they want to be me I be wearing a f**ing beanie, girls rubbing like I'm a genie in a lamp Spitting fire out the amp, emcees stepping up but they know they can't plant my words across the f**ing land I'm the man with the plan, and I do my own stunts like my name is Jackie Chan So don't confuse me with Bruce Lee You're like, "Who's he?" Yo, that's like asking Slug who the f** is Lucy Yo, so f** Lucy It used to be the swag f*gs and now it's the f**ing hipsters I fear the day becomes all these underground listeners f** when I swerve their sh**, I don't even care about it f** you overrated, popular kids and your whereabouts Yo tigers in rack city, Lil' Wayne made a milli I'm just rapping in the corner, do you f**ers even feel me? Like swerve b**h, swerve It takes a b**h with nerve to get hurt by all my words And it's kinda absurd and funny how you live for something special, when you're the opposite I suggest you shut the f** up and find a spot to sit Not the old school or the new school, I think that I'm the now Plus, I got the f**boy, swag rappers just wondering how Like, hop off the mic, eat a dick with attitude, cos your girl bumps my tracks every time she's mad at you f** you and your two cents and knowing that's nuisance This isn't Hip-Hop or rap, b**h, it's a movement uh So get to moving, cos everybody moving And stop f**ing tweeting, I don't care what you're doing f** your Instagram likes and f** your new pickup I put my f**ing hands in the air then stick ups Yo, f** your boba, f** your dinner, f** your Arizona b**h, go outside and live life like you're supposed ta f** you and your internet persona I be sleeping on these f**ing f*ggots daily like I'm inside of a coma f** your Tumblr quotes, simple b**h, on that simple sh** Go find yourself a f** to give for all that little sh** And f** your school spirit, homie, I don't f**ing care And we only show up cos we have to be there Like I give 'em all they want, but they still want more And they don't let us f** like I'm on god's bathroom floor And keep it real to the core, they're trying to keep it together Shout out to the old me for thinking he'd last forever Sitting in a rocking chair, got the Zoo bumping, smoking bowls with your grandma, teaching youngsters not sure something And this life ain't a b**h, it's way too complicated So I there writing raps while I'm heavily medicated of the greenery Check the scenery of what it means to be a real f**ing fan whether or not you feeling me And who the f** said HideandSeekZoo who sounds b**h made I'll stab that f**er in the rib cage with a switchblade Word