[Chrous]
Wa!t
Got a lot up on my shoulder
On my plate
Everytime I'm in an interview
I don't know what to say
They say I'm being real
Then they saying I'm fake
But they don't know me
Nah, they don't know me
Wa!t
Got a lot up on my shoulder
On my plate
Everytime I'm in an interview
I don't know what to say
They say I'm being real
Then they saying I'm fake
But they don't know me
Nah, they don't know me
Wa!t
Got a lot up on my shoulder
On my plate
Everytime I'm in an interview
I don't know what to say
They say I'm being real
Then they saying I'm fake
But they don't know me
Nah, they don't know me
[Verse 1]
Wait a minute
Yeah, let me start off the track
Motherfuckers been hating on me since I started this rap
Y'all should get back
Take a look, I got a scar on my back
I'ma take the knife that you stabbed me with, and cut off ya head
I'm coming straight for the jugular
If you ain't fucking with me, then you fucking up
This shit is hard, so why don't you suck it up?
Buried in my yard
I went and dug it up
Everybody wanna complain, some say
One day, I'll be the greatest
'Til the fun fades, m'kay
Like, what were you saying?
One day, I'm going to be the greatest or at least top five in the conversation
Cannot stop this fire, with the condensation
I'm going to walk this wire, for the entertainment
I could've stopped this, prior to get a vacation
But I'm a top-notch fighter, with innovation
I got a lot more to write, to finish the basement
Or obliterate this creation
My name is Nate

[Chorus]
Wa!t
Got a lot up on my shoulder
On my plate
Everytime I'm in an interview
I don't know what to say
They say I'm being real
Then, they saying I'm fake
But they don't know me
Nah, they don't know me
Wa!t
Got a lot up on my shoulder
On my plate
Everytime I'm in an interview, I don't know what to say
They say I'm being real
Then, they saying I'm fake
But, they don't know me
Nah, they don't know me
[Bridge]
Nate, is the name
Look at the way I became
Ever since I was born on this Earth
I was fucked in the brain
Swear to God
Even my family don't know what to think
Like, what the fuck am I doing here?
I'm just drawing a blank
I guess I'm here to wreak havoc
My canvas is black as the attic
The result of an old traumatic past, that has left me with gashes
I'd give you details, but being honest, that shit was graphic
I've shed my skin into ashes
I've fixed this shit, like mechanics
Satanic, is what they call it
When I kill the track, it's ironic
Like yeah, I'm demonic
You told me to bring it
Well yeah, I brought it
The drugs
Ah, fuck
Wait a minute
Nah, I forgot it
Now what the fuck was I saying?
I'm sick of switching the topic
Yeah, I'm Nate
[Chorus]
Wa!t
Got a lot up on my shoulder
On my plate
Everytime I'm in an interview
I don't know what to say
They say I'm being real
Then they saying I'm fake
But they don't know me
Nah, they don't know me
Wa!t
Got a lot up on my shoulder
On my plate
Everytime I'm in an interview
I don't know what to say
They say I'm being real
Then they saying I'm fake
But they don't know me
Nah, they don't know me
Wa!t
Got a lot up on my shoulder
On my plate
Everytime I'm in an interview
I don't know what to say
They say I'm being real
Then, they saying I'm fake
But, they don't know me
Nah, they don't know me