Brand New

I just need to chill for a second and I'm taking a seat Where these other rappers at? I'm ready to eat Been discreet for a bit I been gone a while Rapping shit that's way sicker than stomach bile Feeling fresh, looking great Where's your life at? Dropping song after song I always bite back With my dog in the studio We making heat I'm the cook of my craft You wanna fight me Done playing now that I've got it planned out Give them something that the people wanna talk about Got a girl, got some money I ain't Frog Guy Living life, as long as the shoe fits right Gonna snatch your bag, my life's but a dream But I done made it here, I'm full of steam I'm done faking now How's it gonna be? I'm done being gone It's not make-believe Where you comin from? Bitch, you runnin off I done made enough songs to not deal with your shit I'm sick I'm weak I'm gone Hey, you're brand new Hey, you're brand new And your past loves Are now dead and gone Like a swan song Goodbye to all that's wrong Get up, get up Time to raise the standards a little Get up, get up Give em middle fingers I'm really me so I ignore responsibilities I'm really me Late, when I could've been early I'm really me so please accept that as a fact I'm really me so don't you tell me what I lack, cause I'm that nigga and those my preferred pronouns Throw away time like 25 to life Throw away time like I got a wife Throw away time like Shaq, free shots I'm throwing Can't be tied to man who won't keep going KJ don't trust himself, weaving my problems away Should be offensive today I'll do it tomorrow Yeah tomorrow or next week or next month F*ck I had enough for all this faking life General with plans, but I fail to strike Like a nervous director, afraid of action Passing by like a far-sighter Only thing I got is I ain't a liar At least not to other people Promise I can be better That I'll do better So we can be better Hey, you're brand new Hey, you're brand new And your past loves Now dead and gone Like a swan song Goodbye to all that's wrong I been losing all my friends one by one Some are justified, some are in the wrong Solitude is a concept I am used to Cause it be hard to find someone brand new And my love life, f*ck my love life I can't take the stress Either me or them cannot take the mess I don't call you up, I just send a text In a half-hearted attempt to get it all back I don't want you But I hate being alone That's that kind of shit that make you feel all alone But f*ck, I'm getting ahead of myself Things will get better I just got my own place with my bandmate And we're making Cheddar cheese, please Don't intrude my thoughts anymore Tryna leave it all behind Right here, right now But once in a while Ooo hoo Such a strange little thing Twisted up and barely out My dad says things will get better But how long Before it starts becoming true?