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I need to turn off my phone
Lets do this, lets do this right
**** everything!
Just yesterday, I had everything
Everything was nothing, but I aint complain
Just yesterday, we was everybody
We was all in the trenches, no one ever doubted
Just yesterday, had to remind myself
The internets a crazy place
And so much of that **** is fake
Im a nineties baby,
So Ill probably look you in your face
And tell you I dont give a ****,
Bout whatever you tryna say
Before I reply , I supply the silence
Comin up seen alot of violence
Stay high through the struggle, Im a fighter pilot
Shawty ass so fat, wanna die behind it
How that boy from the darkest side of life
Become a marvel of modern science
Really I go harder than all these artist
Who **** you ridin
Why waste your time? You dont get that back
You decay what I suffer through
What did life put my muscles through?
Made that boy indestructible
Why you cant tell me **** like a substitute
Might pull up and just dump on you
Keep it G in my element
All my Ps and Qs come away with the W
Just yesterday, I had everything
Everything was nothing, but I aint complain
Just yesterday, we was everybody
We was all in the trenches, no one ever doubted
Just yesterday, had to remind myself
The internets a crazy place
And so much of that **** is fake
Im a nineties baby,
So Ill probably look you in your face
And tell you I don't give a ****
bout whatever you tryna say
These applications aint fit to lie on
Some of yall know me, but mostly, yall dead wrong
Label me criminal, rap sheet a mile long
I coulda been like you, but I had to grab my own
See I was in the west end, flexin,
Gettin fitted for my rhinestones
Starin at the mirrors in the ceiling ,
Reflectin on my life, homes
Tellin you we got our choppers,
We dont need your fly over
If you need one man,
I could call Tom and hell be right over
See some of my ****** package up whatever
And sell it to make a cent
Put a shirt on and pull up to Sprint
Put in work but they makin no better and so they quit
Blessings in disguise, I know what you were thinkin
That ***** dance crazy, singin at graduation
Them ****** aint gon make it
Who wrote this anyway? I did
Thats how you whip up the story and cook it to life, kids
You should try it, ooh, you might even be amazed
You might even be the face of some generation
Thats ****in the system for inspiration
Gun to the head like masturbation
Just yesterday, I had everything
Everything was nothing, but I aint complain
Just yesterday, we was everybody
We was all in the trenches, no one ever doubted
Just yesterday, had to remind myself
The internets a crazy place
And so much of that **** is fake
Im a nineties baby, so Ill probably look you in your face
And tell you I dontgive a ****
Bout whatever you tryna say