Common Misconception ft. Jboogz Lyrics

I swear to God that my mind is nothing but just a book of rhymes

They look surprised when I tell 'em I rap

Until they hear the first lines and they can tell it ain't cap

They like damn, I ain't heard too many better than that

Fuck, that's just legitimate facts

I guess they reckon I was metal or jazz

I'm just a product of the Peppers and Mac

And plus some Weezy just believe me I'm aware of the fact

They think it's cheesy and I'm reaching since my skin isn't black

But still the real ones react

Cause they can feel the pure intentions that I spill on a track

I turn my brim to the back

I'm bout that action get to spazzing like I'm Jim in The Mask

That villain gentleman swag until the Ritalin crash

I won't surrender til' I end up with a million in cash

I need the bills in a bag, ahh

Don't keep me waiting too long

In the meantime I appreciate y'all playing my songs

Whether you driving or just vibing while you blazing the bong

Maybe you wildin, getting violent while you break into homes

Most my fans from different walks of this life

One thing in common though they recognize the bars that I write

Whether they liberal or their morals leaning far to the right

Perhaps they privileged or they sleeping in they cars for the night

One thing for certain though we all for the fight

Of separating barks from the bites

Too many phonies live in costumes like it's Halloween night

Seen plenty evil from the people claim they following Christ

Fuck, why can't we all just be nice?

I'm just waiting on my stars to align

But I'm drifting through the cosmic lenses

Vibes will make your onion ring like a Sonic kitchen

So many layers I forgot to mention but clock is ticking

So we proceed, rest in peace to those that OD'd

The purest spirits yeah they don't leave, nah

They all around like the mosquitos

In the swamps, buzzing and tryna guzzle blood

Still fuck the cops and everybody that wanna judge

Buttercup toughen up these times ain't for the snowflakes

Spit your game talk your shit regardless what them hoes think

Yeah, oughta take it back to the Stone Age

Before our lives was concealed up inside a phone case

Organic raps we give 'em that homegrown taste

Ain't handing daps to the lames living a role play

Be a cold day in the depths of hell

Before my soul fades and I sell myself