backseat interlude

Suburb motherfucker But I feel like in the jungle Walking through the leaves Of them ''rappers'' who just mumble They so young and kind, I appreciate the struggle But watch out in 2 years, where nettspend ? Not in the puzzle Your crappy lost pieces, clone of yeat, they never shuffle You never drank lean, and your bars feels like a fumble Will never get seen, keep on trying till y'all crumble I saying I'm the best, Imma try to keep it humble No need to say I'm right, already know it Ugh he's just white kid, just ignore it I'm the next Miller, next Tyler Im feeling like a knight, when I'm rocking up that sweatshirt Way deep in the night, writing lyrics about adventures While y'all yapping on mic, bout the gang and all murders Y'all never hold a glock, nor a bitch You gooner f*ck Rap capping like I did when I first started Only thing is all your discs feel as disregarded Why you post your throwaway ? Pooping song like everyday No one keep up with your booze Your like an alcoholic Sorry for my language, didn't mean to get y'all hurt But I'm the next Kendrick While y'all the next Smokepurp Barking bout that limelight Keep undiscovered It's that wonderboy bitch You can call me extrovert