Swear to god, all of these motherfuckers be copying me
Starting from fashion to all of my art, why they all imitating my things
I get it
They want my voice? Want my vibe? Try what you can, it's mine though
My art is my life and not their eyes, you could try though
Look at my fashion and then look at the bands
This is out of your budget bitch 어쩔껀데
All of the money I'm making, I spend it on paints
Blue and yellow and cadmium red
Copy my art with your eyes and your hands
But no matter what my watermark is a brand
I do not fuck with no phonies, I need me my credit
I'm feeding, they biting the hand
That fit that your boyfriend is rocking right now, that shit is me
And the pics he edits to look like a dream is from my IG
Who do you think pushes the limits to what cannot be and can be
That shit is me
All of these fuckboys are counterfeit versions of me
Fuck out my feed
Swear to god, all of these motherfuckers be copying me
Starting from fashion to all of my art, why they all imitating my things
I get it
They want my voice? Want my vibe? Try what you can, it's mine though
My art is my life and not their eyes, you could try though
In front of me nobody says shit
They talking when I go and exit
Yo get the fuck out of our section
All of these rats taking crumbs where we left it
Thisorthat my Exhibition
Everyone laughed at the vision
I just had bigger ambitions
Now I just ponder on all of my Simmons
I got a bad bitch, so I'm sorry that your bitch a fan of me 그만 쫌 질투해
All of them clones of me anyway
Like the Kage Bunshin anime
Let me just tell you the difference why you cannot copy my art and my music, aye
You never lived how I lived okay
Fuck what they say, I'ma do it my way
Swear to god, all of these motherfuckers be copying me
Starting from fashion to all of my art, why they all imitating my things
I get it
They want my voice? Want my vibe? Try what you can, it's mine though
My art is my life and not their eyes, you could try though