"12-23-20" lyrics
Don't compare me to these local gimmicks
I'm so offended, yeah living co-dependent
I stand on my own two and go and get it
The flow chlamydia, ungodly
That's why the last shit was called Proboscidea
Flick up half-way across the world and throw the city up
It's that or flick the finger, I never been known to give a fuck
This year was full of missed calls and close calls
Celebrated my wins in silence, y'all post y'all's
But fuck it, it's all about the growth dawg
Nobody made it out this bitch unscathed
Funny how my career slit [?] just getting started and I still wanna quit some days
They take away the passion when you rapping for deposits
I been spitting with the pattern from the mattress in the closet
You'd think by now I would have just adapted the logic
That's what happens taking something you love and making a career of it
And plus my peers buggin'
While I'm here, let me make shit clear
This is a whole different tier cousin
Your shit light, when you drop I don't hear nothing
Caught on that porch shit, it was bubbling in
And made your ass wanna rap and so you study my pen
You heard 'Snub' like there's no way he does it again
For you to get the buzz you got to dress up and pretend
Pups can't eat supper with men
Because if I end up wanting another plate then you might get ate
You think your big dog, you get pissed off
And I might think - wait
I shouldn't talk like that, I got pets of my own
And how I'm sprinting to the cheque, it's like I'm fetching the bone
Finger itching on the tech, he should have left 'em alone
King Grip, please don't step to the throne
They know the name
Next year will be the year that I etch it in stone
I'm so offended, yeah living co-dependent
I stand on my own two and go and get it
The flow chlamydia, ungodly
That's why the last shit was called Proboscidea
Flick up half-way across the world and throw the city up
It's that or flick the finger, I never been known to give a fuck
This year was full of missed calls and close calls
Celebrated my wins in silence, y'all post y'all's
But fuck it, it's all about the growth dawg
Nobody made it out this bitch unscathed
Funny how my career slit [?] just getting started and I still wanna quit some days
They take away the passion when you rapping for deposits
I been spitting with the pattern from the mattress in the closet
You'd think by now I would have just adapted the logic
That's what happens taking something you love and making a career of it
And plus my peers buggin'
While I'm here, let me make shit clear
This is a whole different tier cousin
Your shit light, when you drop I don't hear nothing
Caught on that porch shit, it was bubbling in
And made your ass wanna rap and so you study my pen
You heard 'Snub' like there's no way he does it again
For you to get the buzz you got to dress up and pretend
Pups can't eat supper with men
Because if I end up wanting another plate then you might get ate
You think your big dog, you get pissed off
And I might think - wait
I shouldn't talk like that, I got pets of my own
And how I'm sprinting to the cheque, it's like I'm fetching the bone
Finger itching on the tech, he should have left 'em alone
King Grip, please don't step to the throne
They know the name
Next year will be the year that I etch it in stone
