Rustage
Mid

[Chorus]
That shit mid
Talking big with no accolades and no hits
I don't know you don't give a fuck what you did
That shit mid, run it back, would be better off if you quit

[Verse 1]
Brother, you not humble
Ain't no space for the bags you fumble
Don't got bars, but you bumble-bumble
These kids so special, don't miss the tumbling like
Watch how they bitch and grumble
Ain't got cheers when they're in the rumble
Talk Discord, but I know 'bout Mumble
Your main shit is my side hustle, uh
My views are a hate watch
You can't help yourself to a name drop
In the drop, you think it's the playoff
You're the opposite of renaissance
All your songs have got the samе paint drop
Remixed themеs with 808s laid on
Thought you might evolve from that place once
Ain't got friends no more you can take from

[Chorus]
That shit mid
Talking big with no accolades and no hits
I don't know you don't give a fuck what you did
That shit mid, run it back, would be better off if you quit
[Verse 2]
I don't see the effort, all the screaming yet and shit you don't do
Talk 'bout being better, but your "being better" getting no views like
Different tiers measure, how they seeing letters, and they don't choose
You, scene ain't forgetting that you don't move, you got overloaded like how Chrome do, ay
Now that you suck, take a fact and content with it
Giving advice when you have no prerequisites
I am so sick of your "me-me-me" rhetoric
Leave that between all your memes and your therapist
Out of the loop, now you lost all your friends and shit
Treating your peers like they all be your nemesis
You ain't the centre of this, don't be negative
You just a ghost of the life that you've never lived

[Chorus]
That shit-that shit-that shit mid
Talking big with no accolades and no hits
I don't know you don't give a fuck what you did
That shit mid, run it back, would be better off if you quit

[Outro]
Hah, yeah, hah, that shit mid
Haha, yeah, that shit mid
That shit-that shit-that shit
That shit, that shit, that shit, that shit, that shit mid