Tyler Keyes - This Door lyrics

[Hook] If you ain't notice Im sick of being told Got this chip up on my shoulder So go and f** off Tryna get in this door Get in this door Tryna get in this door [Verse 1 M.I.] So let me in or im gone I should be offended sh** I should be alarmed Sitting on the fence that I been pinned on Going on my tip finna pitch another song Pick another job, maybe go to college Ima have to rob I [?] You ain't finna stop it, cause you ain't really popping You just see the top, hear the style, then you cop it I mean you copy it, that ain't never proper Just because I sample, don't mean you could knock it At least I give you product, you could see its polished You been on some nonsense, since I was a toddler I could give a sh** cause Im bringing it like a problem Even wit it, put it on my fitted and my momma And I don't really care who you k**ed and who you shot Im well aware it ain't really fair, and im sorry [Hook] [Verse 2] So here we go again Show em why im goin in Knowin im a little sick of being told no and then Floatin but im back up, potent like a batch of, potion Ima get up in this door and then im satisfied Get a little high spit a little crack, f** it Ima get inside, let it ride, get a sack, tuck it If I gotta die for mine, and if my backs stuck f** it ima find another way to get my raps out Back up, you should give me fifty feet in fact bruh You should act like you don't want to see me get the bat but Eh, f** it, bust it down get a couple stats up If you still around, im busting it through your back duct Coming with a couple tracks, leaving with a plaque What? Guess you won't believe me till I bring it back Back to 87 where we met and where we're meeting at And if you leaving, lock the door, I don't need a crack [Hook] [Verse 3] Let me hear it one time, for the few who ain't notice Im sick of being told You don't gotta to tell me bout the chip up on my shoulder All you gotta know is that im sick with it, im colder I was just hopin, that I could maybe get a little closure With her in my soul, so I twitter in my notebook I don't give a sh** about a dope look, you should know I k** em with composure You don't let me then ima sit and ima post up If you think im kidding then forgive me while I roll up Right in front of your face, I don't see an owner Open up the door yo, I only need a moment You don't got to worry when im finished ima close it Ima let you in when im ready, when im older But for now im ready and im focused, yea And if you don't know, you should take notice [Hook]