Unappreciated

(Chorus)

Don’t make me feel unappreciated

I’m too authentic

I’m unapologetic

I hate feelin’ unappreciated



(Verse 1)

Like I don’t do enough

When I do too much

Bitches only hit you when they need somethin’

N***as hit you when they need somethin’

But nobody ever hit you up like “Yo, you need somethin’?”

Shit, I need somethin’

To delete numbers

Let’s have a clean summer

Let’s bring back Teen Summit

And get the youth involved

These hoes, I used to wanna fuck ‘em all

Now they can’t get me to answer a fuckin’ call

Just ask my dawgs

See Jesus turned water into wine

We took a name and made it wave and even let some Judas shine

And we still don’t get no credit

And we sick of swipin’ debits

And they hate behind my back but when they see me it’s unleaded

I let ‘em gas me, though

Lead into questions they wanna ask me, though

A blueprint to follow but secretly wanna pass me, though

99 problems, with a hundred plays

N***as ain’t give a fuck when I was only gettin’ them a hundred plays

I don’t know you

How much I owe you?

How much I show you?

So how much you owe me?

Just get to know me

I’m done speakin’ timid

I feel like I finally reached my limit

And I love my fuckin’ city and majority of the people in it

But a couple bad apples make the apple pie trash, though

Everybody want a slice, who puttin’ in some cash, though?

I’m just tryna show these youngin’s there’s another path, though

And too much bullshit can turn an angel to an asshole



(Chorus)

Don’t make me feel unappreciated

I’m too authentic

I’m unapologetic

And I meant it if I said it

I hate feelin’ unappreciated

It’s not about attention, it’s more about intentions

I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it

I’m unappreciated

(Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

You on borrowed time

And you can’t borrow mine

So wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

You on borrowed time

And you can’t borrow mine

Stop)

Don’t make me feel unappreciated

I’m too authentic

I’m unapologetic

I hate feelin’ unappreciated



(Verse 2)

I love the love but I get busy sometimes

A child of the night, get caught up in my city sometimes

But whatever I’m doin’ is what I wanna do

So don’t take me livin’ my life as some form of my tryna stunt on you

How’s that possible?

Your selfishness is your obstacle and it’s stoppin’ you

But you online like you unstoppable

N***a times is hard

They get advice from me and I get mine from God then pass it down

Like hand-me-downs, I guess we family now

But it’s like the first time I don’t pick up

They all pack up and they zip up and somehow clique up

Then they build that hoe all up and then stack them bricks up

By the time I call back, damn, they already switched up

They ask for love then question my answer

Don’t question my vision, question your camera

Don’t question the truth, question the panel

‘Cause when you tired of just watchin’, you’ll mentally change your channel

I probably wanna hear yo’ shit

And then you say I need to hear yo’ shit

And when I need to hear yo’ shit, then I’ll never hear yo’ shit

But who am I to say it’s good or bad?

Let’s let the fans decide, all I do is rap

If I would’ve based my whole career on opinions

N***a, I’d probably be finished

And shoutout to the DJs

It’s pretty simple, you bring that heatwave, you get replays

Summer Jam, Radio, The Wave, too

(What the fuck we gotta do? Go sell out a Wave 2?)



I hate feelin’ unappreciated…