Witt Lowry - My Mistake (Feat. Trippz Michaud) | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: Witt Lowry]

I don't even know you but we texting
That turns into sexting, my mind you've been testing
The one thing I lack, is a lack of affection
See just like we're math, I've been stackin' my exes
You ain't the one
Since you I've been sippin' in some
Your new man ain't everything you wish that he was
You hit Witt, and then quit
So in the long run you just fuck with my feelings for fun
Say it
You love me right now well then prove it to me
I promise i'm different, that's hard to believe
Cause' you talk talk talk
Never walk walk walk
Guess a lame motherfucker is all you gon' be
Never wanna be surface, I swim in the deep
Man I swim in the deep
Hate on my music, hate on my concepts
Honestly this is just me being me
So fuck your opinion, I stick to my vision
Makin' this music and all the decisions
I'm sorry fake friends I was always too driven that caused a division you hate but still listen, it's funny
Rap about money makes money, nowadays everybody wantin' something from me
You stealing my style, gonnna have to tear it from me
I would never dub it dub it down for you dummies

[Hook: Trippz Michaud]

Try to make everybody happy that was my biggest mistake
I could show you how we'll feel if you don't get the fuck up out my face
Imma' blow run the show, that's something I fucking know
I do this all on my own and thee only way we goin' is up
I won't stop for nothing I say
Imma' do this on my own
Now i'm sick and tired of running away
And you show me where we're going is up

[Verse 2: Trippz Michaud]

Why you hiding behind a YouTube icon
Waited till I turned into a YouTube icon
Tried To make everyone happier, was I wrong
People want to see you fail
When you’ve given your all
Ways, Days if you word it but talks fake
Whole life in a copy, paste
Talking about my mistakes
I guess you can’t relate
To the path I chose to take
It piss you off that I tatted my face
Like I promised, that’s why I’m not fake
You see the Hate’s just a part of the fame
You see my purpose as a part of the change
You’ve been stuck in your ways
I’ve been riding the wave, yeah!
So many things I’ve been dying’ to say
What’s a tuck see what’s going on in my brain?
I’m doing well so I can’t complain
I took the pain an made it art
That y’all see today
You don’t like it?
You can fuck yourself
And give your opinion to someone else
I made the best of the hand I was dealt
People that talk the most
Can’t handle themselves
All you hear about is annual wealth
Your bad vibes going to damage your health
Lost in your pride, never asked for help
Look in to my eyes and see what they reveal
Imma be a legend, I promise that for real yeah

[Hook: Trippz Michaud]

Try to make everybody happy that was my biggest mistake
I could show you how we'll feel if you don't get the fuck up out my face
Imma' blow run the show, that's something I fucking know
I do this all on my own and thee only way we goin' is up
I won't stop for nothing I say
Imma' do this on my own
Now i'm sick and tired of running away
And you show me where we're going is up

[Verse 3: Witt Lowry]

And I can't wait to go read all your comments
Like “Mark only Mark only talks about girls”
You listened to 2 songs, Man you are too wrong
Here is my nut for you internet squirrels
I’m spillin my world, You spillin yo' hate
It’s okay, you a lame motherfucka will never relate
I’m a shark in the tank, your the ship that I sank
I can’t rap about money, there’s none in my bank
And to think
You’d ever stop hatin'
Biggest mistake was to ever start datin'
Thats time that I wasted
No time to be waitin'
I should be at Red Rocks and chillin with Peyton
Im waiting on tables, but waiting for tables to turn
And see Witt motherfucker till death on my urn
Now im next to the rest and yall waiting your turn
But they want me fail, or to crash and to burn
So I, pour gas on the fire
Motherfuck me? See your mom is a liar
Im probably workin' while you go get higher
You lookin' for real, well see I’m the SUPPLIER
You lookin' for talent, then pray for mitosis
You’re hopeless
Im hopin' you notice, you’re fanbase is fake
And you hope I don’t notice you’re full of more shit than the back of a rodent
Don’t act like you know ‘em
Your rappin’ is surface
Im rappin' a poem, a trojan to catch poetry when she blow ‘em
I told them
We were gonna get it, built up a team and a vision and always stick with it
It’s funny my style, you bit it
But knowin’ how phoney you are
You ain't never admit it
Not hard but I go hard when your girl wanna get it
Get hard in the back, of a car do you get it
Don’t need your opinion, my life imma live it
I told ‘em we’d do it, and all of us did it
My mind is the vines from my body entombed
I was built in the womb, but my mind on the moon
And I look in my room, like a fucking cocoon
When im leaving my room, all you rappers are doomed
Witt Lowry
What the fuck you ever heard about me
Keep your bullshit from around me
Two fingers up, you know nothing about me
And one finger up, to a fuck tryna doubt me
Ugh

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