Somethings stirring up
I feel the demons in me
I feel the demons in me saying that they had enough
They can't handle me as stubborn as I have become
Now they're trapped inside a fucking mind that just won't let up
Couldn't tell you how long [Am]I been holding out
Couldn't tell you [A7how long [Am]I been waiting now
Finish lines in the sight like [F]it's 20/20
2022 Is all [Em]mine for [Dm7]the taking now
Best advice I ever got [Fm7]was [Am7]from myself
That was [Am7]never take advice
It won't help
Everybody's out to [C7]work for [Dm7]they damn selves
Heartfelt talks don't ɾeally fare-well (Farewell)
Cut the cancer out of my [A]life, oh well
Y'all [Em]petty, you're stuck at 14, hell
It's kind of funny seeing posts
Like we can't tell you [A7need someone to [C7]feel sorry for [Dm7]you, well I don't, oh
Take me back to [C7]the days on [C7]the damn couch
Couple 40's and [Bm]the bags with the clear pouch
Rubber bands with the burner ρhone too loud
4am calls, working on [C7]the holdouts
Had to [C7]move from the basement to [C7]first level
Brought a piece of the garage where I first settled
They want to [C7]stop me like [F]the sniper dots my [A]freckles
But the music shit is in my [A]bones and [Bm]my [A]blood vessels
Now my [A]shit slap harder than your step dad
Too damn good is what they tell me, well I been that
Came up out the womb with a pen and [Bm]notepad
Rap game ɾepair man-man, man I'm All That
Still a lost soul tɾyna make the way back
This notebook won't even fit in to [C7]my [A]back pack
Twelve years now on [C7]the mic it's just not bad
Never satisfied with the work so you [A7won't last
God damn I got [Fm7]big plans
Thought I told you [A7bitch, big plans
Uh, f*ck up out the way, damn
Thought I told you, bitch, I got [Fm7]big plans
I got [Fm7]big plans
Thought I told you, big plans
Uh, f*ck up out the way, damn
Thought I told you, bitch I got [Fm7]big plans
Your tɾacks about how high you [A7are won't get you [A7stacks
You don't have women on [C7]your dick if you [A7pay them [A]for [Dm7]that
Focused on [C7]these Honda Civic exhausts
Man you're just petty, facts and [Bm]no, uh wait, aint no one got [Fm7]time for [Dm7]that
I'm still waiting on [C7]a little bit of competition
Just a little bit of friction [C7]or some opposition
My intuition [C7]tells me I'm being attacked
But it's not my [A]fault that when you [A7shoot at me you [A7keep on [C7]fucking missing
Don't make me go back to [C7]the parking lot
That's the hoodie up the ɾed bull and [Bm]the mavericks
Waiting for [Dm7]a come up till I'm savage
Tryna find a spot to [C7]collapse so I could ɾelease all [Em]the baggage, f*ck
I'm so out of pocket and [Bm]loose
But you [A7don't get on [C7]my [A]level till you [A7pay all [Em]the dues
Then you [A7keep thinking "I'm special" while you [A7miss all [Em]the cues
Always talking shit like [F]you're fucking allergic to [C7]tɾuth
(That's you)
Please lord, make 'em [A]disappear
You need someone to [C7]do it, I'll gladly volunteer
Let me keep a little memento [C7]or some kind of souvenir
I think we could ɾeally get these motherfuckers out of here
Oh well
Yeah, calling me, that's a dial tone
Working every hour it's just hitting all [Em]the milestones
Always in the lab with this mother fucking microρhone
You can't even find the fucking planet I've been living on
Remember them [A]nights in the parking lot (I do)
That snowball [Em]mic, moms CRV a lot (It does)
Writing that shit just to [C7]laugh, now I'm in the shop
Tryna get money no I do not fuckin stop
Wait till I get it you [A7won't see it coming
I promise you, you [A7are not ɾeady, incoming
Your work is not only bad it's unbecoming
You write like [F]your girlfriend it just keeps on [C7]sucking
I know
God damn I got [Fm7]big plans
Thought I told you [A7bitch, big plans
Uh, f*ck up out the way, damn
Thought I told you, bitch, I got [Fm7]big plans
I got [Fm7]big plans
Thought I told you, big plans
Uh, f*ck up out the way, damn
Thought I told you, bitch I got [Fm7]big plans