John Beats - AintLocal(Feat. Ugly Dre) lyrics

Label me label me, hungry happy and hated I thought when I made it my whole town it would be elated But it don't seem too Be the whole truth Crab in a bucket theory Done got me Lately I been wondering how long til I get a copy Cloned King Get the message ? They copy copy Rapping was just a hobby But turned to an occupation Cause I need more rubber bands And I need more cheering fans Far from famous, my dad dontknow who I am In due time, I do rhyme If weeds a crime, I do it It makes my verses more fluid Flow like the pacific, you just wading through it Check my catalogue, you know you ain't been through it Sleeping on the competition NyQuil and actavis, be your undoing I remember back in '09 , we was so far gone Drizzy made me want flight jacket on And head to houstatlantavegas To be successful I'm still in Virginia, ain't local Pastel on my body, my baby riding in shotty Looking round the whole world won't find me I be, I be Diamond inside the rough, the herb is in her clutch I prolly should give a f**, Ben told live it up I'm the only thing holding myself back from greatness It's easy to hate this Or think the ones who made this Lately I been complacent Tryna find inspiration Then Jesus sent me a text, and told me you better do it Said give you hall of flame, they said you better 2 it Double back to the house, to discuss the future Fans and plans, of being over the man Y'all still popping xans, Im Tryna be popping bands Y'all don't understand It seems the real is still on demand Look at me count all this loose leaf I'm a cool thief, it's King Charles Y'all never ruin me Who are we calling the goat now I smoke Kush, a whole pound I roll round it riches, I feel like Richard Prior to all the fame, or Whitney before the Caine Able to bring you my project, with no label Hall of flame this the sequel I don't have too many equals Producers in my town salty, cause I had their b**h But trust me that was prior, there was some benefits If you're anti-to King your like a Benedict Yeah I been a dick, Apple Watch on my wrist Always weigh my pros and risk Y'all think that I don't notice sh** You think I need you but I don't, these people dont know sh** You watch me to head to the top, and slit your f**ing wrist While you stuck being local, f** a local b**h Basically basic, I'm tired and blunt so face it I'm Tryna join the Mason's New city, new clothes I pull up some new hoes Group chat with the same bros No more Norfolk weed smoke Ridin' North Decatur Road Migos on every station My head done got so inflated No more beach infatuations I'm just a shark n***a with these rappers on my focal Women ask me where I'm from I'm like b**h I ain't local Shorty from Atlanta say she love VA bananas Say she need it like manãna so I gave it to her monkey a** New city, new clothes My brand new hoopty DOA, Blue Flame How much for the booty I'm tryna bag that stripper Kitty But she actin' snooty Spilled a drink on Taylor Hall Bet she'll still do me Barbershop n***as talkin' like they know a n***a Know plenty Norfolk women wish they blowed a n***a No matter what you heard I'm the same n***a Only thing that changed, b**h I ain't local