Coffee To Go

Got all the people asking me like, "Kid, where you been at?" I tell you to suck a dick and mind your bis, but they did that already Leaving emcee like confetti, they ain't ready And this life's a bumpy ride and it's hard to keep it steady Zoom in effect, come and see me with the glasses I used to smoke weed right after I ditched classes Like, "Fuck school, I'ma smoke weed until I die." Yo, believe it or not, man I used to be one of those guys But I changed, something that I thought I'd never do Now you can find me at home writing these songs just for you Give me a brew and a mic, and you know I spit it tight In the middle of the night, plus the words are out of sight So you can't even see me, I know they want to be me I be wearing a fucking beanie, girls rubbing like I'm a genie in a lamp Spitting fire out the amp, emcees stepping up but they know they can't plant my words across the fucking land I'm the man with the plan, and I do my own stunts like my name is Jackie Chan So don't confuse me with Bruce Lee You're like, "Who's he?" Yo, that's like asking Slug who the fuck is Lucy Yo, so fuck Lucy It used to be the swag fags and now it's the fucking hipsters I fear the day becomes all these underground listeners Fuck when I swerve their shit, I don't even care about it Fuck you overrated, popular kids and your whereabouts Yo tigers in rack city, Lil' Wayne made a milli I'm just rapping in the corner, do you fuckers even feel me? Like swerve bitch, swerve It takes a bitch with nerve to get hurt by all my words And it's kinda absurd and funny how you live for something special, when you're the opposite I suggest you shut the fuck up and find a spot to sit Not the old school or the new school, I think that I'm the now Plus, I got the fuckboy, swag rappers just wondering how Like, hop off the mic, eat a dick with attitude, cos your girl bumps my tracks every time she's mad at you Fuck you and your two cents and knowing that's nuisance This isn't Hip-Hop or rap, bitch, it's a movement uh So get to moving, cos everybody moving And stop fucking tweeting, I don't care what you're doing Fuck your Instagram likes and fuck your new pickup I put my fucking hands in the air then stick ups Yo, fuck your boba, fuck your dinner, fuck your Arizona Bitch, go outside and live life like you're supposed ta Fuck you and your internet persona I be sleeping on these fucking faggots daily like I'm inside of a coma Fuck your Tumblr quotes, simple bitch, on that simple shit Go find yourself a fuck to give for all that little shit And fuck your school spirit, homie, I don't fucking care And we only show up cos we have to be there Like I give 'em all they want, but they still want more And they don't let us fuck like I'm on god's bathroom floor And keep it real to the core, they're trying to keep it together Shout out to the old me for thinking he'd last forever Sitting in a rocking chair, got the Zoo bumping, smoking bowls with your grandma, teaching youngsters not sure something And this life ain't a bitch, it's way too complicated So I there writing raps while I'm heavily medicated of the greenery Check the scenery of what it means to be a real fucking fan whether or not you feeling me And who the fuck said HideandSeekZoo who sounds bitch made I'll stab that fucker in the rib cage with a switchblade Word