Young Taylor
Origins
[Verse]
I’m just rubbing my eyes
Praying I end up in 3000 and 5
Tonight is the Grammy’s and Gambino won’t die
He’s all American like an apple pie
I’m just fucking crazy
Rubber like the brain and you having a baby
Weird white dude like it’s Red Mercedes
And I’m going right down, straight path to Hades
Empty DMs
Pretty on the inside means perfect friends
And they joking around like the truck was a Benz
Trying to be extra like the dividends
This was shady
He told me she played balls like Brady
No wonder he feel so deflated
He asked how I rated
I said worse than showgirls
Man that reference dated
I look up to Biggie
But I took too long like a subcommittee
I couldn’t even listen to rap music til I was fucking 13 ain’t that a pity
But I’ll tell you right now I put on mockingbird
And just sat at the screen and could not say a word
Because it was the greatest thing I’d ever heard
Then my parents walked in I was not secured
That was my first taste and it rocked my mind
Like this quick-rhyming music was the ultimate find
And that was at the height of the big recession this was my confession needed to unwind
The notes are all up in my head
I’m surrounded by traps so I’m watching the tread
I went Phar in one Lap like I was thoroughbred
Not Mozart but I’m still not dead
Share the earbud to just freestyle
Drop the f-bomb like a juvenile
But the fuck can you do you just fucking hit play I record it this way
My soul so contorted
Seen shit on insta that should be reported
Somebody just wishing they was aborted
And misusing the quote cuz the facts distorted
How you gonna argue if you don’t know truth?
Charlie more like Kelly less Puth
You’re a Bluth
It was so bananas
Up in the cabana
But I’m in the booth
I’m losing control
Two clashing sides like the Super Bowl
And I make less sense than attempts to clean coal
Since I did all this work but no change in bankroll