Kinta - Imstillnotok Lyrics

(I'm always flexing)

People still getting in my face tell them to get out the way (Watch out)
Why are y'all still in my space I'm still not ok (Bitch)
I can't talk to people and it feels weird when I pray
And I've been through so much f*ck shit in life that I don't even know what to say (I don't)
But at this point I don't even give a f*ck what's in my lyrics (F*ck it)
Everyone is sleeping on me so I don't think they'll ever hear it
All these niggas say the same thing as me that's f*cking stupid (It is)
Not many people back me up whenever I'm releasing music (They don't)
Not many people even give a f*ck whenever I'm releasing music
So keep explaining how your slept on when you get all that attention
Might I mention I had to put my own music on suspension (Ok)
But I need to break the tension (Ok)
I'm red hot like I'm Benson (Ok)
But this ain't a regular song
Cause that regular shit goes wrong (It does)
But to be stellar in this rap shit I guess I have to go far
I keep trying to do my thing just to slightly be on par
But will I ever cause my self doubt is always raising the bar

You want me to be honest? (What?)
I don't even like myself
I just wanna fight myself
You can't fight how I feel about myself (You can't)
I can say what I want and
I can do what I want
Get mad at me while I'm carefree
But I care too much at the same time
I'm two niggas in one body so I contradict on the same rhyme
So don't waste my damn time on the bullshit you bring through (Don't do it)
I'm cooking shit you'll never want get ready to eat some beef stew
You wanted beef so stop crying bitch I'm not serving it with a tissue (I'm not)

And these pussies are still crying so what the f*ck is the issue
These shots won't miss you and
(Oh my god I'm so f*cking pissed bro)
2016 until now they been saying I need help (Ok)
But all the people who say that can't help themselves
No heaven on earth so get me out of hell
And I don't do dirt so you won't see me in jail (You won't)
I have to rap slow so y'all know and hopefully not fail (What?)
To realize I was once happy but I put it up for sale
F*ck y'all on some real shit or trill shit bitch I will never cap (I won't)
I do not feel shit when I wanna kill shit on every beat bitch I slap (Ok)
And I mean real rap niggas don't feel that y'all music is wack (It is)
Put me on a track with your favorite artist I'm gonna run the whole track
Carry them and embarrass them these trash bags hurt my back
And I still carry niggas who don't know music but feel like talking smack
I'll f*cking bury niggas they all bums just tryna get they weed back
They got no life so they smoke tree always need that shit like crack
(F*cking bum ass crackhead ass niggas and bitches)
(I'm finna talk shit on this bitch cmon now)
(And I'm still not ok)