Damn that girl a mystery
Lemme check your history
Bang up on the bros
Then your shots just keep on missing me
You could be a model
But you are not on the list to me
And you could be the king
But that doesn't mean I'm listening
And we could do a thing
But do not make me your everything
Cause when we meet our end
I will not buy you a wedding ring
Ask me how I do it
Girl I'm colder than the Listerine
And if you caught some feelings
I guess just keep on missing me
My father taught one thing
Its to do this shit Efficiently
So when I make my music
Hope you f*ckers keep on listening
I'm feeling like a sick pup
But I'm not sick enough
I'm Looking at my bars like yup
There all ridiculous
I'm stuck up And my mentals f*cked
Just if you're curious
I'm searching for the meaning
Of love So far it's meaningless
I'm numb
Definition feelingless
Im writing of my lyrics
Why You motherf*ckers stealing this
I'm looking at the pages
Of the book of pain revealing hits
While you can't comprehend
Who the MotherF*cking realest is
Ain't amused by this
It's to the point where
I don't even know what music is
Bust a bad bar
Then I'll go and lose my shit
Boi you too Legit
Well I'm cool and crisp
Boi I don't don't do this shit
For the money or the fame
Leave you bodied in the rain
Take your bitch I can't be tamed
Paper chasing you a lame
Paper waiting with my chains
I just cuffed on marry Jane
I might steal your Louis lane
Call me goku man I'm going Super Saiyan
Grimm tell these motherf*ckers what I'm saying
They're call me Grimm for a reason
I change it up like the seasons
I'm cold hearted and breathing
I'm hunting stars in the evening
I take the names in the morning
This is a warning but nobody ever listened
They don't wanna be a witness
If I come out my cave and write a song about my evil thoughts
Everyones brave and thinks I'm joking so nobody stops
It's funny cause the way that they act when I'm hard
Is unrelated to the questions I get when I start
Making sad songs
Like is it that wrong?
Like is it okay if my heart is broken that long
People come around and ask me who this songs about
Well I don't really know cause I'm just writing all about
My life experience and situations that I deal with
And that's on period these expectations always kill it
It doesn't matter what we make It never mattered what was on the mic
They look down and say it's garbage it don't matter if the bars were tight
Im feeling more alive
Cause making music is a passion and a way of life
I won't apologize
If I offend you when I say some stupid f*cking line
Well that's just asinine
Check the vibe cause you know that I ain't giving a f*ck
I'm down to ride but you best believe I'm all outta luck
And if I think about my life without this music shit
It's looking darker than ur ass so go envision it
Putting lyrics to the pages have em stored up in my head
Like an attic full of nightmares I'm surprised I isnt dead
And I've had it with the stares mesmerized I'm turning heads
You won't ever see me care fantasizing about the bread
Cause that's all I focus on chase the bag or get the lead
I'm acting bad but in my head
I already wish that I was dead
I feel complete then switch my friends
It's not a why but it's when