Scratch the Surface

Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah, yeah Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah, yeah Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah, yeah Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah, yeah My parents think I'm messing bout My girl think I'm fucking 'roun Right now I'm feeling down I really think I'm lucking out Cuz all I'm doing night and day Is just tryna find a way And the road is full of holes The right way is never paved Full of red spots and bumps like teenage acne New songs everyday, quality control display Killing whack rappers and I leave em all in disarray My ego so big not even Yeezy can f*ck with me Please leave your criticism with my mistress I'll get to it after I'm done doing the dishes (yeah,right) I can sell feathers to you stupid pigeons So when you voice a diss track why would I listen it You got me twisted kid Wrong Information Step back, check the math of what you calculated You being a good rapper, that's highly debated But when I lay a verse on a track your girl get naked That's a sworn statement I just wanna thank everybody that's supporting me Everybody that's coming with me on this journey You know, The Love Life EP Darius Talras, H.A.M.G Let's Go