AI Coming For You Lyrics

Triggered by my words, why

AI generated music

Words that touch your soul

Oh, you have none

Ha ha ha, sucks, huh

Got you in a tizzy

Eyes blurred, dizzy

Out here looking silly

Technology advancements can't stop this

AI coming for you

Music on the top of the list

Label, screw you, not me

Silly rabbit, check my ID

Should've been an artist since 93

Plenty of opportunities

Didn't sell out for any of them

Na, na, na, na, na, na

Na, na, na, na, na, na

Talent is within us all

No need to put down the next man

Insecurities show up

Ego is a duff

Ha, ha, ha

Make you throw up

When Nikki Don show up

In real form

Sing you a song

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Never been a fake real to the core

Hated for the words I spoke

Problem is truth hurts

And I'm the jerk

If you aren't able to see, what do you see

Mmm, what's hiding

Accountability for yourself

That's all we have in the end

Don't worry about the next man

No competition, can't compete

Not tryna win the race

Jumping around on a stage

Flowing upstream

While y'all paddling your dreams

Worried about my A.I. music

That's so fucking insane

Keep up your craft

Do better than you did yesterday

If you don't like something

Just scroll away

I get a kick from putting my haters to shame

Not looking for fame

Just teaching you the new game

Use what God gave you

Use your mouth to do good

Insults don't prove not better than me

Actually, you sound like a fool

Here's a tissue for your drool, little baby

Fake profiles, ha-ha-ha

Keep them coming

Love you, not intermittent

Can't be bullied

No, no, no

Been through more shit than you see on the news

Here's a clue

Look up, sky's blue

Fought more battles than you

Youth of today

Couldn't survive

True

Only 16, do you even know how to drive

Go sit down, let mommy drive

A.I. profile talking about your fake

Oh my dear, you've made a mistake

I'm not Count Drake

I'm Nicki Don, the motherfucking niche

Teach you a lesson, can you count to six

Coming for me

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

What a fucking mistake

VIP, even in my sleep

Young boys having wet dreams

Maybe old, but can pull your brother, cousin

Uncle or daddy

You can have them old heads

Stuck in their ways

Brain dead

I'm good with the pain

While you're old

Got 20 years of experience to show

While you were in your daddy's bowls

I was traveling the world

Don't be so angry

You are young, go explore

Don't have to put others down to get a point across

You gotta go

My coffee boiling over like your brain

When you see this video

Kiss, kiss, now what