Sin Shitty Lyrics

Yo

Rappin like this

Like I know hip hop

Gonna keep on this grind

Until I hit the tip top

No I won't stop

Gonna keep on the grind

Cuz what keeps me going

I've got the money on my mind

Hitting the sublime

This dadcore up in my fashion

Like this artsy shit is my passion

Well it actually is…

I struggle to communicate

I never feel comfortable

I'm so scared to be late

I'll always act punctual

I know I'm spitting bull

As if I'm a know it all

But I really just wanna be seen

I dont fucking care at all

But I do fucking care

If I lose everything

I'll experience withdrawals

Reset the rhyme

Step back in time

A dollar and a dime

Ready to make the climb

Havent hit my peak yet

I'm not in my prime

I hope it's all going according to plan

The start of DuckTastix, you man

Almost as if this was by design

It's the beginning of a new era

I can't fuck up, I can't make an error

I hate to be the bearer of bad news

But you feel terror when you get

A series of bad views

But it's a series of fuck you's

I can't pick and choose

Either way I won't win

I spit truth

Only pain to hold within

Keep loose

But someone will hope to spin

It all back on you

Then you gotta get up receipts

And old texts

As if it's your only regret

I've got other regrets

Of how I only looked out for my own neck

I wish I spent more time with my dad

Fuck there's more to add

That I lost my father and it's where my heart is at

Nah, fuck that

I spit fire and I rhyme truths

He was the first man I looked up to

Now Fuck you

For turning it back on me

As if I'm the problem

Have some fucking empathy

As i bloody feel sorrow

I can't borrow

Your time as it's worth money and you'll only care

When I make profits up in the later years

I've got fears

More than just heights I swear to you

That losing my dad was the worst one too

That you've got to face it in your reality

That when you lose who you love most

It's a whole change in gravity

I can't handle the gravity of my decisions

That I'm 20 and I gonna set my life in

That if I fail now I might never win

I can't comprehend how fucked of a system we're in

That the ones who are lucky seem to have the time to fit in

I can't win

My free time is just thoughts

Not good thoughts either

I can't be mystical

Like a pied piper

Your words are venom from a viper

I'm hurting.