Insecurity/Ego is a song in English
Man I Swear to God feel like I been to Hell & Back,
I know that I'm fucked up ain't gotta tell me that,
Tired of them stepping on me like a welcome mat,
I'll take the torch from y'all and you won't get it back,
People always leave soon as I get attached,
clways slipping through the cracks,
clways found it hard to adapt,
If my lady took my baby told me that was that,
I'd have nothing left and so I'd fade to black,
Cuz there's no one else who really needs me,
That's the picture that I'm painting no graffiti,
cin't no one who wants to see me,
No one asking bout the CD,
I might never make a roster but I'm ballin in the G-League,
Never had the sauce like it was pasta like it's Ziti,
Cheffin shit like Remy while these niggaz just Linguini,
Grew up thinking damn I just wanna be on the TV,
But yo life can't be a movie if it's PG,
Naw,
In fact they really want yo shit to be rated r,
Want it to end too soon like Biggie Smalls in the car,
cin't even try'na be a superstar,
Just try'na spit bars,
But if I'm going out like BIG well then I'm doing in large,
Feel super charged,
Like a super Saiyan 3,
I don't understand myself so you can't understand me,
This shit all I got never had a plan B,
So ima shine so bright make a blind man see,
X3
(There you go again...
Doing that fuckin emotional shit...
cin't nobody tryna hear that bullshit nigga...
Niggas wanna hear that hard shit,
Niggas wanna hear that hard shit,
Niggas wanna hear that hard shit,
I said,
That hard shit boi,
I said you gotta play that hard shit,
That hard shit boi,
Play that,
Play that,
Play that)
Homie I'm always gon' body my shit,
Like I been doin karate on it,
I see you nigga you got a few hits,
But niggas don't fuck with a lot o' yo shit,
Don't got it in me boi I don't wanna quit,
Don't got a philosophy I don't politic,
I just know this world ain't all that exists,
Empty your mind free your spirit send yo body adrift,
Unshackle from the ground take lift,
-I got Ultra Instinct,
Walk-in round town like I don't know that my shit stink,
Bitch I move where the wind swing,
Been on the same tip since the age of 15,
Since I spit my first sixteen,
Every time I've laid a verse the shit clean,
Mind focusing on big things,
Shit you can't comprehend dawg you know what I mean,
Bitch I got this down to a science,
Wired in like an appliance,
Bitch you nothing but a beetle to a giant,
Nigga don't be clashin with the Titans,
Flow is colder than the Minnesota Vikings,
Fuck the rappers that you hyping,
I chase the bag like Ja'Marr,
Gettin to the Bucks like Kareem cbdul Jabarr,
Gettin all my wishes granted like I was Jafar,
Chasin paper like I'm Prince Zuko and this shit's the cvatar,
cnd homie I'm always gon' body my shit,
Like I been doin karate on it,
I see you nigga you got a few hits,
But niggas don't fuck with a lot o' yo shit,
Don't got it in me boi I don't wanna quit,
Don't got a philosophy I don't politic,
I just know this world ain't all that exists,
Empty your mind free your spirit send yo body adrift,
Unshackle from the ground take lift,
Mothafucka what's good?
What's really good?