Poster Boy

Life's a trip I just hope mine doesn't become a bad one For that, I go to crazy lengths like my dick Used to simp for these women but I was mad young I just mind my own business like an independent store owner I'll close it when I'm dead Got too much in store for you Peers' music needs work, I might go and hire those bitches Shout out my mom and my dad and anyone else who puts up with my ass I don't fall for tricks like they're ugly, I'm shallow I guess You'll be six feet deep from those xans though My friend fought demons over them, couldn't see monsters in him but I guess they're like The Loch Ness He could've ODed but i guess it's hard to lose to that when you're not ready to take a Loss yet Shit is tough I've been going through the motions let you witness them And they used to get to me like I'm twinning but Now when people talk shit I could give a fuck Suffering for no reason I'm the fucking poster boy for that shit And I'm not trying to change either So I just started moving forward backwards Never felt short in my life but my talent's so huge that it's like a midget boy it can't hit a ceiling Still don't do drugs to feel ecstasy or make moves Only put e before motions when I'm in my feelings And I'm still hard as fuck with the meanings, boy, it's their fault if they're not finding them Appealing You don't have to prove shit to these leeches, they say you suck, I just brush them off And stay in isolation It's a drug to me And you'd swear I'm from the south cause I'm talking withdrawals when I don't get it Run it back a couple times if you don't get it, like a coach said it This is quarterback music but I still snap like psychos my ward is rap music New album new style then I'm bored of that music I don't do the same ting twice like dudes that orgasm too quick But they thought I lost my chops for doing it 'cause I didn't drop in a year like sophomore Students Nah, buddy, I was just studying up, no Lil Pump because I'm trying to be in fucking Harvard with this new shit My grandma let her life pass her by and eighty years later she still feels regret And I'm paraphrasing but she told me if music's really your passion you better be up Next Shit is tough I've been working hard as fuck it's not beginners luck And they used to shit on me like a pigeon but Now when people talk smack I just live it up Suffering for no reason I'm the fucking poster boy for that shit And I'm not trying to change either So lately I've been moving forward backwards You think I'm boring, at least I'm working Your life's no movie, if it was it would get a fucking zero percent on rotten tomatoes You have it fucked up I've been working in the dark You don't have to post on Instagram to add to your story I don't fuck with these lame clowns or anywhere they're swarming They just use all the same tricks, impressing all of the same hoes That shits cringe I don't save hoes, save myself like a Catholic from myself 'cause I may Go self destruct mode, Metallica And if so I'll go out with a bang like Eazy-E's bitches, I don't play no more