It's Been A Minute...

[Verse 1] Most rappers these days don't have no shit to say I can admit, I'm usually one of them, it isn't okay We contemplate every day, laying down with the bae Down at the bay, never late, watching the sun rise, so pretty But that shit's fake, I took a break, my music wasn't that great I wanted to make everybody proud, didn't want to receive no hate But instead, all my stuff went straight under the radar Even a feature with Taylor didn't get the views to scale up A.B.O.V.E. was some real shit for the first time in a while Granted, it wasn't my best track but it was still fucking wild I keep promising a mixtape by the summer, mark my word Cause if it don't release, that shit would be straight out absurd I just want to take my time with it, don't wanna rush it out Like my old stuff, I was having doubts all the way throughout I promise this tape will be great, hopefully it'll be worth the wait And if it ain't, you got my word, I will quit rapping that day Looking back at Deadline, fucking redline, seriously, I was acting real blind Y'all were not inclined, I was confined to the date I fucking designed No fucking time to rewind, no going behind, walking over all those streetlines I'm not a pussy, not no feline, can't catch me staring at the streetlights [Hook] I just don't know what to do, no, baby Everyday, you acting awful crazy I miss all the good times, none, oh, lately Have you checked the time yet, you could save me It's been a minute, yeah It's been a minute, yeah It's been a minute, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's been a minute, yeah It's been a minute, yeah It's been a minute, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Alright, let's get one thing straight, I'm not a criminal thug I'm not the guy that's waving weapons, tellin' you to put your hands up I'm just a normal guy, struggling adjusting to college life I'm almost 18, I really don't live a crazy life Rappers exaggerate, saying they've seen real shit They haven't done half of what they're all claiming to witness No shots fired, I'm just trying to tell the fucking truth, bitch Don't send no texts, no fucking threats, no way to disprove all this shit Cause I got the club going up on a Tuesday Got yo girl in the cut and she choosy Cause I got the club going up on a Tuesday Got yo girl in the cut and she choosy You've heard that before, right? (Yeah) Did I write that line or not? (Nah) That shit happens all the time, no consequences, just fuck it And that's what they're all like, every single goddamn day And if you can prove me wrong, my name won't end in fucking Rae [Bridge + Hook x2]