I've always been this way, I always embrace it
The words they try to spray, yeah, I can not erase it
This is not a game, but I'm just the user
I abused her, accused her and bruised her
Just call me a loser, yeah
Call me a loser, yeah
I'll always be a loser, yeah
A loser
Never one to bother anybody, never one to bother anyone
Hung out with only one friend, but still feel like he never won
Nothing added up to his name, most people would just call him lame
Always tryna fit in with the bigger crowd, always tryna find ways to get the fame
He always wanted to be somebody, but always knew he wasn't good enough
Tryna find hope through his role models, within the stars he was looking up
Wishing he can take back his innocence, feeling insecure with his diffidence
He would take the dirt, he would take the pain, and never show signs of insolence
At 15, he would take his phone, write a couple rhymes that would fit in place
He would get better for a couple years, cuz the dream he had was all his to chase
He treated rap as if it's a race, never slowed down, never touched the brakes
Now he takes the shame, now he takes the pain, and he'd go create with what he hates
I've always been this way, I always embrace it
The words they try to spray, yeah, I can not erase it
Imprinted in my brain, all of it imbued her
And the love she got never renewed her
So call me a loser, yeah
Call me a loser, yeah
I'll always be a loser, yeah
A loser
They want me to dumb it down, they taking shots, Ima gun em down
I can turn over a whole song, I just be loading another round
I will come up from the underground, and put some careers to the other ground
And if you think for a second that Ima go quiet, then I'll peep another sound
Gunna
What you running for I'm gunning for it
Yeah yeah yeah
Top spot, yeah I'm coming for it
Yeah yeah yeah
Throwing thunder, you struggle to cover
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm the gunner, Yeah yeah
I'm the gunner, Yeah yeah
Talking to these demons, they want me to blast
Critics silently dissin', they don't want me to last
Open up Pandora's Box, the evil in me's cutthroat
They won't be laughing, when they see my hand and blood's thrown
Bloody Jacket from a war, call it redcoat
Yeah, them boys won't be remembered like a dead quote
Cock it, back, shoot it, blast
You can talk, but I suggest you mute it, fast
It's not a game, and this is not a test
You better pray to God before you acting blessed
I will rip the heart out from the game's chest
Trade it for it's mind when you acting stressed
You see this loser setting bottom lines, take you all to school, no columbine
I don't really care if you doing fine, treat you like the army, fall in line
What you running for I'm gunning for it
Yeah yeah yeah
Top spot, yeah I'm coming for it
Yeah yeah yeah
Throwing thunder, you struggle to cover
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm the gunner, Yeah yeah
I'm the gunner, Yeah yeah
Toxic to the flesh, I'm the chemical
Slow burn with the Kane, why so sensible
Used to have a halo, but now I'm not so angelical
Now I'm worthy of the rejection, call me contemptible
How incredible, this song has gone inedible
Looking through Two Way streets like Slick Rick, credible
While you be reaching low, I'll set bars higher than edibles
Forget support, I'll climb myself up to that pedestal
I'm sorry that I can't apologise, I'm the one person that I can go authorise
Rappers just wanna go flexing and harmonize
I'll be the one to go flexing with homicide
I will never fade away, so I expect you give me the pay today
I came to slay the beast that is gay for pain, all the chains on me, Ima breakaway
What you running for I'm gunning for it
Yeah yeah yeah
Top spot, yeah I'm coming for it
Yeah yeah yeah
Throwing thunder, you struggle to cover
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm the gunner, Yeah yeah
I'm the gunner, Yeah yeah