AJY - Alteration Lyrics

Honestly, I don't even look like I can rap
But I mean I'm alright, I guess
I don't even know
Imma be one of the best though
Do I look I snap like this
Who knew I could rap like this
Not you
Flowing just like I'm a fish
That's true
I got the basic flow
No
Best in the Pearland
On the low
I'm a little bit cocky
I know
That's the whole point ha
Gotta exploit
It's the one way I can ever get famous
I'm feeling like facing my demons upfront
And never being shameless
I'm feeling adjacent to all of my haters
Pumping iron like I'm a masturbater
Elevate my level like an elevator
Carry the squad like an elevator
I meant escalator
Oh my god what am I on
Got a bad girl
Got a bag real
Have killed
Nah
But do you got skill
Want a deal
Last year went ill
Ain't ready but you went
You still mad still
Yeah
Yeah I'm mad
I was sad
You gonna get through it young lad
I promise
You still got a lot of options
Go for it like it's your last
Smoking these rappers I don't gotta roll them up
Cooking these lyrics the smoke is just showing up
Taking the guts out I give you a tummy tuck
Thinking yo mouth is ready to get loaded up
Cocking it back and then it go bust
Rocking it back you a little bit sus
Talk yo trash and I barely even cuss
Wanna be loud but you better go shush
I be at the top while you being a dick
Thinking you're cool but you really a simp
Master at this and I say this is it
I'm so sick
Eh eh
Ehhhhh
Bark at me like the mailman
Hit him with the bam bam shh
Hit him with the hand
I don't wanna go to jail
I can't
Yeah
I just wanna have fun (mmhmm)
I just wanna have love
I just wanna give up (ha)
I just wanna blow up (uh huh)
I just wanna glo up (I'm ugly)
There's so many emotions (huh)
Going through my head (ah)
I just wanna go to bed
I'm so tired
Saying I'm good you a liar
I'm so good so fire
I don't gotta job no hire
I'm so much higher
Tryna find myself another lucky buyer
100's on me cheap attire
Huh yuh
Spin around like a tire
Your music is average
Your music is bad and
I'd throw it inside of the trash can
You not even savage
You flexing but can't even get all the cabbage
A lot of fake rappers
A lot of these beaners saying they got a bad bih
But we know that they lying
I don't believe you I don't even buy it
Give me that guak guak
Gonna go to the top top
And take you for a walk
You trash like a bot bot
You pop cuz you bought bots
You a dog
Bark bark bark
Yo lyrics like a bla bla bla bla
Say you really hit him with ba ba ba ba
But you just speaking fa fa fa false
Getting the dough better pass the salt salt salt
Want you to count how many times I switched the flow
How big you gonna be honestly it gotta be big I don't know
Baby steps
Maybe bands
Prolly later
I need the fans
Waving hands
Do you understand that
She don't mess with me
A hundred and 50
Inside of my bank account
Taking some money out
Heading to Waffle House
Wait
She Calling my phone
Yeah hi hello bye I gotta go
Okay