9 A.M the Underdog - What's The Rush? Lyrics

Six, six, six, five, four, three, two
It started as a hobby just to channel my inner demons
But quickly I was learning, I been searching for deeper meaning
The art was always in me like they covered graffiti up
Already kinda dead, I talk to you through a medium
They gon' follow all they trends but I don't f*ck with the media
Everybody leave me hanging, I hate people that lead me on
I don't listen to the radio, it's sounding remedial
I was f*cking up my stereo, just bumping Imperial
But the mission was imperative, I'm changing the narrative
Only thing that I inherited was all of my arrogance
I'd give- anything to feel like a kid again
Don't even play the game if there's a chance that I wouldn't win
I look over my shoulder like"I think I need different friends"
They looking at the surface but don't know how to live within
I think about my future and the truth is I'm terrified
Try to keep it moving but my fear got me paralyzed
Sick of hearing rumors that ain't never been verified
I was always hurt by all the ones I was there beside
It's pretty rare for me to ever keep a sober mind
But all the work that I've been putting in is overtime
You start to realize a pattern when you know the lies
It's kinda crazy how that pussy gon' control your mind
You doing more for a couple bitches that you'll never f*ck
You looking at me like I'm tripping over petty stuff
If we don't ever speak again, it's cause I said enough
But they gon' pop out with confetti if we ever clutch
Every time I'm reaching out for favors, I'm disappointed
So if you try to hit my line, you know that shit get avoided
Still a child with all this trauma, I just can't get over
They just left me in the dust when I needed closure
If I immediately made it, would it mean I'm the same
Cause every mile that I'm marking, only deepen the pain
My mama barely had a roof, she had to sleep in the rain
I only talk about that shit so you can see where I came
But you don't know what I've been through
You want a seat up at a table but all you bring is utensils
I know I'm not that far away from aiming right at my temple
Just wanna move up out the hood and turn this shit to a temple
And when I start to lose my temper, I just do it in tempos
So every word that's in my mental over these instrumentals
I can't be under the influence and remain influential
I'm tryna swerve up out the lot and drive that shit like a rental
I'm on it
Uh, huh
Uh
Throwing money at tootsies, I tell her keep the change
I hear you tryna meet and greet, well that can be arranged
I don't even wanna f*ck her, I just need the brain
I'm tryna paint a bigger picture, I don't need a frame
Peep the fangs
Tryna bite the style, we gon' leave him drained
Bleed him dry
In my evil ways, so don't be surprised
See the rise
Clouds around my face, I really see the skies
But you the one behind the mask, I never need these guys
I spit that druggy flow, I call that shit my addict tune
One more bag of shrooms, finna put me in a padded room
Lot of y'all ain't really bout it, you just passing through
Adding nothing to the track like DJ Khaled do
It seem like y'all is not prepared for the discussion
A lot of motherf*ckers getting carried by production
Them shitty f*cking lyrics getting buried in the plug-ins
But me, I'm really like the military when I'm bussin
Homie, if that's your wife, you need a better spouse
When I'm smashing the pussy, I feel like Wreck-It Ralph
I been stashing more money than you could ever count
I'm always active with the bars, you could get a round
Gather 'round when I'm back in town, better ask around
Long as you making money, it doesn't matter how
I know my mama would rather me in a cap and gown
But I was born with anatomy of a rapping hound
I been flying closer to the sun than f*cking Icarus
Sitting in a cage just counting pennies cause I'm Nicholas
Shawty wanna suck me for the flavor like some licorice
I'd have to be a bitch to give a f*ck 'bout what you think of this