Infected Lyrics

Someone get me out of this place My trials and tribulation got me thinking

life's a hater I claim to be a player but really I'm in

this room Claustrophobic as fuck, hoping my music

one day bloom Gave myself a rendezvous at the top

By Monday noon I'll have a multitude of songs

To just get me Armani suits and Bentleys

As if that's gonna fill the void that's been lingering

Making noise but I just wanna feel the joy

To put mama on vacation tour the world

See different faces to the point I'm scared that I might get jaded

Or complacent in the places I wish I was at when I wasn't famous

On the verge of ungrateful, feel like the underdog, always feel like I'm underrated

My head's deflated when my thoughts are faded

Still overwhelmed by passive guilt

I don't wanna be stuck at the top of the castle built

My brand's no drama for a reason, Kelly season

Cause I don't get involved with the thought of giving a fuck about what y'all niggas believe in

That's why I don't squeeze in somebody's time to get even with somebody who's probably really been deceiving

But fuck it, we see each other every day, say it to my face

I'm the god of my generation, and this is heaven's grace for heaven's sake

I haven't seen the recognition for the change

That I bring to this game and this city of fakes

But I don't got no fan bases or no stan pages

But maybe I really need to just understand patience

But I'm so ambitious that I can't handle standing here waiting

For someone else to call me the greatest

So don't you ever say that I'm made in Canada

My character is continental, hater are inconsequential

Cause with or without your involvement Imma get wherever Imma get to

So fuck the issue, my problem with you

Is that you don't know what I've been through

So shut the fuck up if you say stupid shit like I miss you

Sometimes it really feel like God sent you

Fell from the sky and straight into my territory like a missile

But I won't entertain that

I'm on top of my game, I can maintain that

After all, it's up to me

I ain't no psychiatrist, so don't you open up to me, let's go

Uh, I like when I'm ahead of myself

That's the only time I feel like I got my head to myself

Other times I just go outside to take some air for myself

Cause rapping got me breathless, always tryna level myself

I want the nicest broads, I don't got the license, but I got the car

My sister's Acura, didn't get the chance to thank her

But I'm always in the studio, my face got dark scars

By the way, shoulda told me about your car door

Aye Imma still be driving that whip though

Riding at 5am on the highway with the windows rolled all the way down

Playing Devil in Disguise, thinking bout life

People saying, who the hell is this guy, screw it

I might just suwoo it

Even though one of my favorite colors is blue

And I never hung any shoes, but fuck it

It's not like anybody's real

I hope I don't get anybody killed

No drama