Imposter Syndrome Lyrics

Running out of time and I've been running out of options

Overthinking got me never wanna fucking drop shit

Making all this music, I been runnin' from my conscience

Impostor syndrome got me feeling like I'm not the motherfucking man

Addy's keep me focused, I ain't never touch a Xan

I don't need designer, big steppin' in my Vans

Tryna box me in and try to make me play pretend

But I ain't ever been the type to ever stick to plan

No, mama told me, keep this shit a hobby

No, I'm locked inside the stu, not one to party

No, I can't apologize if I'm not sorry

No, I'm the type to finish what I started

I'm the best in this bitch

This comes easy to me, I feel fuckin' blessed in this bitch

Flowin' on these beats, its fuckin' effortless to me

Being the best don't cause no extra stress to me

Spit this shit right now while you right next to me

Testin' me

"Where the fuck you been bro?"

I've just been in album mode

Takes time to make some classics while I'm writing my life anecdotes

I say, give me some time

Imma make sure it's a classic, oh

I know people start to doubt my talent,

That shit funny, hoe

I can not fuck with no bitch, no

All my day ones never switched up

Dance round' the topic, you tip-toe

Talking bout' me, I still hit tho

Aim and you shoot it, you'll miss hoe

Walk in my shoes, you gon' slip up

One day I'm finna be rich tho'

Spitting this shit, making hits hoe

Running out of time and I've been running out of options

Overthinking got me never wanna fucking drop shit

Making all this music, I been runnin' from my conscience

Impostor syndrome got me feeling like I'm not the motherfucking man

Addy's keep me focused, I ain't never touch a Xan

I don't need designer, big steppin' in my Vans

Tryna box me in and try to make me play pretend

But I ain't ever been the type to ever stick to plan

No, mama told me, keep this shit a hobby

No, I'm locked inside the stu, not one to party

No, I can't apologize if I'm not sorry

No, I'm the type to finish what I started