i've cooked crack before

Singer:prof

am i losing my mind?

am i the only one who hasn't sold they soul?

am i losing my mind?

if you can disagree with me

then let me know

am i losing my mind?

am i the only one who likes to lost control?

am i losing my mind?

talking that shit

i'm like okay

bro

sick ghost rider

that's a nice stove

you cookin' crack now

you got some nice hoes

hope they having fun

but i bet they not

too concerned about how they fucking look

up here

we still do everything by ourselves

brush our own teeth

raise our own hell

would you believe that i write my own rhymes

tie my own shoes

fight my own fights?

call me crazy baby

but i think i'm onto something

people got they hands up when they know that they ain't offer nothing

riddle me this bitch: who's really earning?

who's in makeup? who's in person

i've got something you can't have

it's not dabbing

it's not swag

it's not alcohol or crack

it's confidence with eye contact

i see douche bags up in the strip club

scrounging up loose cash

it's so lit

so turnt in this place

y'all act like you never been punched in the face

am i losing my mind?

am i the only one who hasn't sold they soul?

am i losing my mind?

if you can disagree with me

then let me know

am i losing my mind?

am i the only one who likes to lost control?

am i losing my mind?

talking that shit

i'm like okay

bro

oh no

they worried about how they look again

you can ask for work while i put it in

i was sacrificing when you should've been

that's why you're on the outside looking in

if you come to my show you gon hear my voice

i don't rap over vocals i got no choice

just like i would never let a dude mow my lawn

i would never let a pussy write my songs

i pick my team

i hustle hard

i ain't got a stylist or a bodyguard

no one tells me how to act or look

or sing

or fight

or fuck

or maybe rap

or cook

i would feel like such a pussy if i was rappin' bout

cooking crack but never did it when they lookin' back

let's have a mandatory draft and put the rappers in the kitchen

and see who goes missing

keep it real

keep it real

anything for a deal

tell me how you feel

keep it real

keep it real

anything for a deal

tell me how you feel

lil buddy

must be so tough

lil buddy

am i losing my mind?

am i the only one who hasn't sold they soul?

am i losing my mind?

if you can disagree with me

then let me know

am i losing my mind?

am i the only one who likes to lost control?

am i losing my mind?

talking that shit

i'm like okay

bro

i mean

i don't know

there's no such thing as real rappers or fake rappers

you know i'm saying?

there's nothing more real than a rapper lying about everything

you know i'm saying?

i know how insecure you are

i know how tough you wanna be

know i'm saying?

you got goals

come in here give me a hug

lil buddy

i'm here for you

got my arms wide open