||||LYRICS||||
VERSE 1:
During the week i dont care about vanity
ive been killing the beat since insanity
working 5 out of 7 days
gotta let my hair down mate
half the mandem at a rave
mostly underage
used to be stuck in a cage (my room)
now im locked out
even though i pay rent
dont sit in my room all day (thats bent)
working 8-4 everyday (what i ment)
CHORUS:
Im a natural (born spitter)
an actual artist (grown bitter)
car the rest of the world
listen to clones
of future and a guy who likes
wearing little girls clothes (young thug)
they have no flow
but the beat banging (beat banging)
they make no sense
and they still jamming (still jamming)
what the fuck
has the world come to
they say hip hops dead
were gonna make it brand new
(were gonna resurrect it)
VERSE 2:
Tryna make a living
working in this warehouse
but its become a third house
spending to much time on the job......................
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