What's up it's everybody's least favorite anti-hero
Couple more pesos now still I gotta stretch dinero
Call that a long Roberto, wait, the fuck that mean
Well if that don't make sense to you then you ain't on my team
I'm often full of shit like toilettes and republicans
Like I might say I'm shy, the noisiest of quiet kids
Preaching non violence while I'm murdering the violin
Don't mean to say I'm good
Notify the next of kin
A while back yeah we was roadyin the oldie whip
Cop had stopped the maxima to check the state we rolling in
And the backup he was acting kinda moody
Then he asked me what a Juul was
"Is this used to smoke a doobie with?"
No sir, it'd sure be sick if you could tho
Now can you give me back the bag that's full of my indo
I need to smoke, just joking I ain't smoking again
Unless I get back home or till I find my friends, ya know
Sometimes I think you hate me
And other times give me too much play
So I wonder how you rate me
Am I a one or a ten today
I like to think my life is crazy
Like it wasn't just a regular day
Shit, it was a regular day
I wanna kill Jeff Bezos distribute all the pesos
Give them to the kids that wish they could afford a bagel
I talk a lot of money to be on somebody payroll
A hypocrite still mixing in some liquor with the faygo
They say I'm all bark no bite (Ruff)
But talk is cheap so tell me is you really down to fight
I might be light headed from the drinking done last night
Had a little too much niko in that knock off sprite
A right
Then a left knock the wind up out his chest
Shadowboxing in the mirror
Get's clearer i been the best
In the midwest kid set
Get pressed, tweet about it
This that no stress
Good sex reefer addict
Always with a smile bout a mile wide
I'm grinning often really 50/50 if I'm high
And if I'm not it's cuz I'm prolly tryna rest my eyes
Otherwise I realized I fucking smoked my whole supply
It's kinda like the definition of L's bro
Although it's kinda funny like you fucked up your elbow
Cuz now you gotta get your feet up
Beat em over to your dealer yeah
Only to find out he didn't even re-up yet
Sometimes I think you hate me
And other times give me too much play
So I wonder how you rate me
Am I a one or a ten today
I like to think my life is crazy
Like it wasn't just a regular day
Shit, it was a regular day
At least in an irregular way
I've made a white crowd clap for my slam poem
Kinda liked how they laughed at the wrong moments
But I'll never have a painting in the MOMA
They saying the problem is my skin is the wrong color
Found my future way more promising in rapping than acting
Still got Magnus the only one man cast me
But if I want to have a career that is ever lasting
Then I guess that imma stick to the shit that y'all been blasting
What's the matter boy?
Don't you like it how they move
Pose for camera boy
Don't you want the focus all on you
We see the bald spot, dry skin
Blemishes in millions
And if you want a milli
Then you best be getting rid of them
I'm getting HIMS
Ok I got me some shea butter
No more m&m's
And I been cutting out some dairy
The fact they want me looking prettys pretty scary
I'll pray to anyone who spare me
If they let me carry on
Sometimes I think you hate me
And other times give me too much play
So I wonder how you rate me
Am I a one or a ten today
I like to think my life is crazy
Like it wasn't just a regular day
Shit, it was a regular day
At least in an irregular way