Zachadelic - Sup

God damn, feels good to be back
Been 6 months without makin’ a track
On another level, never settle, ever clever
Never better, makin’ bread or cheddar, broke, that’s just sad, uh
Feel like I be really pressing my luck
Every time I try to write I just get stuck
And a little part inside of me just wanna give up
But god damn, man, this shit hard as fuck
Look, I have no idea who I am
No matter how hard I try I can’t understand
I’d love to say everything’s going according to plan
But I haven’t made it yet, I ain’t got no fans
I’m on a different shit, I been the shit
I flick the wrist, I hit, no miss, infamous
The best there is, a pessimist, aggressiveness, I’m a demon, exorcist
I’m exhausted, nauseous
Thinking ‘bout how I be mothafuckin’ flawless, sike, dogshit
Never stop until I got this, rock shit
Run up all up in the crowd shit, turn it to a mosh pit
This life is meant for me
Driving around the globe touring is meant to be
And I’m way way fucked up mentally
But true shit, everybody got that enemy
Whole life I been thinkin’ ‘bout everyone else
Not myself, I’m at the bottom of the shelf
But things done changed, number one in my brain
Damn, I came a long way from 11 or 12
I’m a big man, 6’ 1 from the ground
2 inch in the pants so you know I’m gettin’ down
And you know my girl can fit it all in her mouth
It’s not a challenge, I’m hung like a mouse
Comin’ to get it, never betting I’m quitting
People forgetting I been spitting forever, weather permitting
Enter the center of the better forever, shit is too clever
Flow stellar, when I drop, people turn Helen Keller
Gone for a while, stayed strong
Took a while to get in the mood to write a song
But I wrote like 5 this week, and I sacrifice sleep, so tell me who really fell off?
Not me, I’m a king in my dreams
In a foreign whippin’, shit too clean
Gotta grab it, gotta have it, it’s a habit, wreaking havoc on the planet
Shit ain’t always as it seems
Everybody colorblind except for green, C.R.E.A.M
Cash rules everything around me
Got that Off White Ten pack, matte black Cadillac, and a card that says EBT
Aw, damn, did this turn a little bit real?
I’ll get back to the bullshit, never fear
I don’t like being serious, got me delirious
Go fuck my girl in a cornfield
‘Cause I’m white, and I’m corny like that
Might fuck a horse, ‘cause I’m horny like that
All these other motherfuckers bore me with rap
Imma take the game and the glory right back
Zachadelic

Written by:
Zachery Perkins

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