The Conscientious Objector

What have I got to do-oo-oo You've got to-to-to (What) (Okay) Take a look inside my mind In case you thought that you were special (Take a look bitch) My foot and blueprint on a huger level And you big mad 'cuz I'm doing shit that you could never Commandment number nine, I don't have to lie, Queue the set-up He been fed up, You been fed up, All because I do it better That's why I'm flexin' on you hoes like I aquired a new vendetta Used to let shit go until I put two and two together Four I'm stupid clever, Selling you perspectives to accrue the cheddar There's things you cannot control but it's more about how you view the weather They say that life is like a rainstorm stay in the rain and you get wetter You can stand there lookin' dumb, you could hand the crowd a few umbrellas Do whatever, Just don't say you'll do it and then do it never Me? I'm doin' good and I could be doin' better 'Cuz I get in my head sometimes and everyone I know is so far away Even though they're just a call away There isn't much to the bros that I gotta say Should probably pick up the phone once I finish this song 'Cuz I've been grindin' so hard I've been ignant to y'all And I can't help but feelin' like this is my fault 'Cuz it's been a minute and a minute is a minute (too long) I like to keep the friends close and the enemies in submission Ironically that's the easy part: look at my competition They portray a fraudulent image, I don't even gotta diss 'em 'Cuz what is self deprecation to a limited edition? I'm an asshole for a snowflake naturally on the cocaine You want the truth? Said the whole thing Can't handle it? Then go away Wait, where do I reside? Where truth is found Now I'ma treat the beat like the weed before I smoke and break it down We the realest ones around now, you know why they hate us When i drop the album watch it click like cicadas I guess they treat you different when you hit 'em in the soul Who has been trippin' up a runner, Who has been gunnin' for the gold? Looks like Usain got a new sprain and it wasn't due to a shoelace But it only hurt for a few days, pain temporary as a moon phase I heard everything that you think and still took a pass on the Kool-Aid (Skrt) Think I'd rather poll up in a phantom lookin' handsome Choosin' myself over what the fans want Stop talkin' and understand some They lookin' for a prophet not an answer You ain't got the answers man You ain't got the answers You ain't got the answers Y-Y-You got the answers Sway Sway, I've been doing this more than you