Pitman Hall

Ayyyyy Yuh Look Look My notes app clouded by these half-written verses Lunch times, grocery lists, and new excursions Right beside a magnum opus verse that could change the world Word is, it'll never drop My fear is after years of not blowing I might stop writing hot shit Forget the rush of punchlines And lighting up an audience Told my future self "Don't listen to the ignorance" Haters still ringing in my ears Like some tinnitus I been Living in a dorm, and these walls too thin I can hear my neighbours fucking while I try to record! And now I gotta pay tuition, Meal plan was mandatory Now I gotta pay off all the student debt Before I'm enlisted Halfway between drunk and hung over After this summer I might have to stay sober God damn, I can't believe high school is over God damn, I never thought I would get older, but... Here we are, I'm fuckin' broke, I'm getting older I gotta do adult shit... I just wanna rap man Like, ye Ye Ye Bro we ain't adjacent Been staying up way too late Working OT eight days a week And I still haven't gotten paid That's the life of a musician I wouldn't trade this life for a million But two mill, I could be pursuaded I thank my haters and I'm grateful for my mentors Summertime blowing all smoke, and no embers Moving to the six in September If Drake got October then I'm repping November! Uh Fake friends talk behind my back, Life I give a f*ck! Lord knows, they'll be coming back once I'm blowing up Self love, staying on my grind Get my money up Can I get an Amen? (Amen) That's what's up Half between adult and immature Trynna do the right thing, even when it hurts After every mistake that I make I write a verse And it's pretty damn rare that I'm at a loss for words It's a blessing and a curse God damn, I swear some of just y'all act like you don't make mistakes... I make mistakes all the time, so fucking, Come at me!