November 9th, 2016. (About Me.)
[Verse]
November 9th, I open up my phone
People textin', callin'
I'm snappin', leave me alone
I don't need that fuckin' crown if I'm not smiling on the throne
I'm stuck inside my head and I don't need to hear your songs
I learned you only know of error if you goin' through the trial
Four years later, I'm still stuck in denial of
Something that shouldn't have happened
All them nights I spent cryin' I could've been rappin'
Shit I coulda' went platinum
Stressed out (sigh)
World on my shoulders, I'm just tryna' get my reps out
I know there's lots of things in life that I should feel blessed 'bout
I'm fallin' into pieces and I'm supposed to have my chest out
"You supposed to make your fears run, why the fuck you cryin', dog?
You supposed to be a real one, why the fuck you lyin', dog?"
Cryin', I let my tears run, can't you see I'm tryin' dog?
Everybody loves me right?
Then why you still deny my calls
And what else I got, besides this fuckin' rap shit
A dollar and a dream, the fuck I'm supposed to do with that shit
Go to college, get a job, I dream too much to be in classes
Runnin' in circles, like the frames on my glasses
Thinkin' one man's trash is another man's treasure
So one man's past is another man's pleasure
Shit, they wanna see me fall, put these stains in my midbrain
Insane, burnin' orange hairs off them Chem strings
Want a blacked-out Lambo, Audi, maybe a Benz Range
Bitch so foreign, I gotta look at my friends strange
I been straight, was then and I am now
One day you'll see me on your TV and I'll never tell you how
Shit, I'm gone
November 9th, I open up my phone
People textin', callin'
I'm snappin', leave me alone
I don't need that fuckin' crown if I'm not smiling on the throne
I'm stuck inside my head and I don't need to hear your songs
I learned you only know of error if you goin' through the trial
Four years later, I'm still stuck in denial of
Something that shouldn't have happened
All them nights I spent cryin' I could've been rappin'
Shit I coulda' went platinum
Stressed out (sigh)
World on my shoulders, I'm just tryna' get my reps out
I know there's lots of things in life that I should feel blessed 'bout
I'm fallin' into pieces and I'm supposed to have my chest out
"You supposed to make your fears run, why the fuck you cryin', dog?
You supposed to be a real one, why the fuck you lyin', dog?"
Cryin', I let my tears run, can't you see I'm tryin' dog?
Everybody loves me right?
Then why you still deny my calls
And what else I got, besides this fuckin' rap shit
A dollar and a dream, the fuck I'm supposed to do with that shit
Go to college, get a job, I dream too much to be in classes
Runnin' in circles, like the frames on my glasses
Thinkin' one man's trash is another man's treasure
So one man's past is another man's pleasure
Shit, they wanna see me fall, put these stains in my midbrain
Insane, burnin' orange hairs off them Chem strings
Want a blacked-out Lambo, Audi, maybe a Benz Range
Bitch so foreign, I gotta look at my friends strange
I been straight, was then and I am now
One day you'll see me on your TV and I'll never tell you how
Shit, I'm gone