Numbers

You already know what I been on

You know where I be at

Cause men lie, women lie

Numbers don't I see that?

I’m tested every day

They just wanna see how I’ll react

I see the lights the camera and the fame

Yeah, you know I need that

There are so many problems in my life that I gotta get past

Like everyone saying “FAGGOT” when I spit raps

My haters talking riff-raff, dropping my name in chit chat

So I get up on these beats then I just rip em like they’re giftwrapped

It’s kind of hard to ignore the things that you say

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

They say that I act too flamboyant I’m just tryna be myself

If you don’t like it I don’t care go fuck yourself

Call me homo all you want y’all prolly think that you’re geniuses

You think that it hurts me but I don’t have any weaknesses

You say that I’m a faggot but it’s pretty ironic

That all of y’all will be banging this shit like gay penises

Am I serious? I don’t even know

Are you hearing this? This shit is laughable

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

But somehow they get more recognition than me

I rap about real shit but nobody wants to hear it

Unless it’s about shit that I’ve never even experienced

I’m white in the game people think that I’m delirious

They looking past the fact that I’m a phenomenal lyricist

Everyone has a destiny I’ve yet to discover mine

Paint the perfect picture piece just wait until the color dries

I’d rather die the truth, these rappers live a lie

See me as a superhero use my little brother’s eyes

Just stop and listen, you’re bound to have an earful

I’m dominating the game you rappers should be fearful

I fuck shit up y’all tryna be some cock blockers

I’m running this bitch, you are just a dog walker

I always do me like I love self portraits

Now all of these women say “HEY” like horse shit

It’s funny how a haircut changed me

I used to be a dork now these girls all wanna chase me

I find that pretty funny now that they’re in my position

I used to make girls disappear you’d think I was a magician

I guess everything changes when you become a musician

But I ain’t mad, I’ll just use my words as my ammunition

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

Exposing all the fags who are too scared to diss me back

So talk all the shit you want I don’t give a fuck

I got a bad bitch like she peed on the rug

To be honest I may have embellished

That last line

Chillin' with my girl

Who is so much more than fine

We’ve been through a lot

But I’m proud to call her mine

She’s the reason that I know

That I’ll be fine

I’m someone they admire

Set the game ablaze, I’m an arcade fire

I wanna spend forever asleep

Cause life pales in comparison to living the dream

Sleep when I'm dead, these voices in my head

Got me waking up at 4 just so I can write instead

I'm walking in this darkness and I'm tryna find a light

And I'd rather die than be average but chances are I might

I wanna do this right

Leave my heart on stage when I hold a mic

And the game OT, there’s no end in sight

So I write in my sleep, I don't say good night

I’m struggling to make it while these other rappers breeze through

I’m tryna stay solid while the whole game is see through

Talented at many things guess I was molded well

I got that oxymoronic flow cause it’s cold as hell

Murder y’all now, laugh later

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

I’m just a flowing white boy who has mad haters

Grinding their careers into a pulp with sand paper

I want this fame so bad I’m so anxious to shine

I’m Finished with my masterpiece now that the color dried

All of these words spewing out my mouth

Like semi-automatic bullets that are set to blow your mind

Dear God, I think it's time we had a conversation

I think about this life I live and all the shit I'm facing

I used to wonder why in the hell you would make me suffer

But now in the end I understand that it made me tougher