#BadMemory

Shyea

Cocky son of a semi-automatic, what up? (What up?)
Your body language is too loud, shut the fuck up (stop talking)
So funny would everyone would try and run up (hey!)
I used to get laughed at for bein' different
Now I get paid for it
That's the come up I guess (ayy!)
They used to yell over me now they say it under they breath
You ain't impressin' me, you pressin' your luck
Your luck is depressed (what?)
Some of my friends come for success
Don't even improve, suckers just said (what?)
They love me to death
I'll see if that's true (blaow!)
I'm seein' right through you (huh?)
Demeanin' my new tunes but streaming my YouTube (ha-ha)
I shake my head and they bet
They ain't hearing my loose screws (I bet)
Talkin' to myself you'd think I'm speakin' on Bluetooth (hello?)
You'll pretend (yah)
No skills so you use your ego as your ornament
Such enormous heads that I can orbit them (huh)
Spend years lookin' for that key to success
But when they find it, they realize that there ain't no fuckin' door for them
Huh, this is my shit (my shit)
Hop up in the cockpit (get in)
She wanna hit the tropics (okay)
I might take her to Boston (maybe)
Tell her: Baby, you know the rappers who act like the shit
And the ones who are the shit?
Well, you've met the hybrid (ha-ha-ha)

Goals, rap goals
Who are you? I don't know
Come up like, you had been a friend to me!
You have to remember me! "
My bad, hashtag bad memory
And I ain't changed shit
The competition shall remain nameless
'Cause I forget they fuckin' names

God dang, they mad at my grind
I laugh when they whine
Legends turn to Olympic runners when they pass me the baton
I catch it with pride (yep)
I'm the prime example of making an example out of your prime
Ask about me
But when producers bring a track around me (what?)
Tell 'em I don't conversate with people
Who wanna work with me then brag without me (yeah!)
'Cause I ain't satisfied until my dad livin' like he cashed a bounty (huh?)
And my mom can't keep track of house keys
'98 I came out of the box thinkin' outside the box (ha-ha-ha)
Supply them with the tightest noose like, how can I not?
I kill 'em, kill 'em and what not
Fuck a God amongst humans, I'm the deicide amongst gods (oh!)
Must-watch
I spit till my tongue drops and sprint till my lungs stop
And live till the guns
Rappers on pedestals now, I sit there and just watch
I convince 'em that they're fly just so they jump off (oh no!)

That's, that's goals, rap goals
Who are you? I don't know
Come up like, you had been a friend to me!
You have to remember me!
My bad, hashtag bad memory
And I ain't changed shit
The competition shall remain nameless
'Cause I forget they fuckin' names

I stay at home and don't leave until I innovate (uh-huh)
And I come back the second I watch 'em imitate (yeah)
Everyone is competition
I ain't got no friend to make (nope)
I ain't spazzin' enough till their passion and love disintegrate
I don't live by the rules
Kids comin' through to kill all of you, bing-bada-boom
Bitch, none of you is excitin' (nope)
I hate artists who complicate their lyrics more than the ones who simplify it (shut up)
Open your mind, I don't see the grind (nope)
You control your destiny when I'm controlling the sky
(When the sky falls down)
Better hope you don't die (nope)
I haven't smoked in three years and you blowin' my high (hey!)
They say the grass is always greener on the other side (yeah)
I'm 'bout to take a fence, I hope they don't take offense
I'm about to change the world just to see the change in them
But wait till they approach me like, ah shit, what was your name again?

Goals, rap goals
Who are you? I don't know
Come up like, you had been a friend to me!
You have to remember me!
My bad, hashtag bad memory
And I ain't changed shit
The competition shall remain nameless
'Cause I forget they fuckin' names