Silent Hills Lyrics

Everything around me's looking kinda different

My music's acting like a mile, it's kinda distant

I gotta come back to myself and handle business

Pull my talent off the shelf they gotta listen

A couple people rag on me 'cause of my mixing

I don't pay an engineer though

I handle A to Z

I'm out here making new sounds

Y'all couldn't play with me

I never touched the autotune, you never

I bust my ass, I got a job

So I can feed the fam

You waking up late afternoon

To smoke on Instagram

So when you comment on my tunes

I shouldn't give a damn

Your music's really surface level

I don't feel it man

This isn't pointed at a single person

I'm so tired of the hate

That shit is really worthless

When did speaking from your soul have a requirement

You're kinda sounding like a cop

You really try to silence them

Not everybody's gonna make it to a studio

Not everybody's gonna wear the same material

This part sounds a little preachy to me, huh

Let's change the topic, I don't want 'em to think

That it's truly all love

When you see me doing big shows

Miss me with that"Big Bro"

I'm just here to keep it real

Got the sound they couldn't steal

Circle's tight, like vacuum sealed

Talking shit about my music

Text me when you hit a mil

I could rap real laps around you if I wanted to

I could pay a pretty dime to have it sound like you

I could write a thousand songs and never tell the truth

But where's the real in that

Fifty beats up in the bank

I'm showin' how to do it

I know how to make a song

That gets the body moving

I'm so graceful with this shit

I'm like a butterfly

I even got the venue owners

Put 'em to the sky

And everything around me's looking kinda different

My music's acting like a mile, it's kinda distant

I gotta come back to myself and handle business

Pull my talent off the shelf they gotta listen

A couple people rag on me 'cause of my mixing

I don't pay an engineer though

I handle A to Z

I'm out here making new sounds

Y'all couldn't play with me

I never touched the autotune, you never sang in key