Elliott Buzby - THIS THAT NEW SHIT Lyrics

I'm on a whole different level, y'all ain't ready for this shit, come on
This is me
Ain't no going back on Buzby
Yo what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what
Yo what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what
We on top of the world babe
World babe
O'play
Play
If something doesn't work, move on to the next thing
In life, so many, the reason why so many people fail at certain things
It's not because they're not hard workers
It's that they take the time in between when they fail to just get stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck
I know they never expected it, I might look different but I'm not irrelevant
I got this girl that I f*ck for the hell of it, talking to God and were sipping on beverages
I am a genius, that's what my leverage is, parts of my brain come from the devil's crib
I got some pain in this music, I'm selling it, none of you ready for me its a reckoning
Ight, I got my, I got my
I got my boy to come run me pack, lighting up gas and it's making me laugh
Different perceptions are making me crack, under the pressure to run this shit back
Tell me the truth, what do you want? At any moment I might just be gone, yuh
You already know how it is
You already know how it is
Come on, baby. Let's run this shit up
Yuh, aye, huh huh, yeah
I don't need to say it twice, you know I'm televised
Running up on me, I promise you it's ill-advised
Tell me what I'm 'posed to do with all the pain inside
My love of living life is frozen and I'm petrified
Will it come back? Well I don't know, that's for you to decide
They didn't listen when I told them I've been taking five
By taking five, I mean acknowledging the good in life
Five minutes every hour lets you recognize
I stare at death in the soul with the saddest eyes
I make love to a goddess till she's satisfied
I take drugs 'till my brain becomes crystallized
And it spreads around my head, now I got crystal eyes
Feast your eyes, beef is live with these guys who don't try to decide what is right, what is wrong
And I scold them in this song, they just need to hear the truth
All they're saying in their booth is corrupting our youth
I'm just trying to tell the truth, bruh
We ready, Buzby! We ready
I know what they would do for me, but now I'm under scrutiny
Like playing in the Bundesliga, Bayern Munich in the feature
Don't compare us like we're equal, you're not lethal, you're just see through
Making beats, I know I beat you, and my rapping supersedes you
I'm over leveling, never backpedaling
I don't care 'bout little things, I'm just going for the win
And by win I mean a Grammy, I was just texting my grammy
Said she loves to see my passion, but she doesn't understand me
And by me I mean my rap, I just did another lap
I'm the one who made the track, Buzby always make it slap
Talking shit, we know it's cap. Play your shit, we know it's wack
Every time I make a track, I sit back and say thats facts, yuh
I sit back and say thats facts, yuh
I sit back and say thats facts, yuh