Ludwig Göransson - The Last lyrics

I'm the last of a dying breed Meaning that I'm not afraid to try a new thing Can't see me best to get yourself some Visine Toe tag a motherf**er no jokes, while these other n***as wakka wakka Other rappers try and go and get over You want that hood sh** best to go and call Hova I was a good kid, backpack on my shoulder 98 test score in my Thundercat folder My cousin was older My momma used to wake up Drive me to a school cause the school was much safer But I slipped up and accidentally told a teacher Now I'm going to a school where I get beat up because I ain't get down with them other kids Probably cause I talk too white and I got a dad who's there Momma couldn't take it, sold the place and got us out of there Guest room, now the six of us splitting one with a restroom Now I'm going to this school called Rockbridge School of the neighborhood we tryna buy a house in There's not a lot of black kids So I stick out like a sore thumb with some bad acne, but really What I wanna know is why I never fit in right Like a fat dude getting on a packed flight Even when I make friends in the hallways I'm wishing I was someone else always But I'm happy that that sh** happened to me Cause it taught me most important is to do me Cause everybody hates you till they love you Facebook n***as same n***as that would shove you Cause nobody was jocking my style Cause I had a high voice, they called me f*ggot eight mile So I stopped writing for a very long time Thinkin' that a n***a wasn't made to bust rhymes And this next part, sounds like nonsense But I swear to God, Tina Fey gave me confidence Taught me everything that is good comes from honesty Everybody's got a voice, you just gotta follow it She on a role model sh** From the day that I shook her hand I knew that I'd never die a broke man So I could try this rapping sh** out again The game need change, I'm a part of it People tell me I should spit under Donald Glover But I try to keep my real name undercover Cause if you hear my name, then you think it's jokes And I can't go for that, n***a Hall and Oates My n***a stay down like a winter coat I rap about my life not "I'm On a Boat" Cause this joke rap sh**'s gotten out of hand Only ones who do it well's Lonely Island Save the raps about your cat, I am not a fan Leave the joke raps alone, man I'm working here I do not play around with this bullsh** I am different, call it new sh** Labels want me to hurry and cash my check in But I keep my sh** free till the last possible second Cause God knows that I don't need the money You get your clothes free when you rich, ain't it funny? But this limelight burn like a motherf** I wanna call my dad crying but I hang up Cause I don't want him to worry, he's got his own sh** So I send him a check and tell him to hold it If anything ever happens want you to know this I always took the time to smell the roses And wherever I am, I am doing fine I'm here for a good, not a long, time