Zig9y, Blvff - Greyed Out Lyrics

I'm on the couch but I'm working insane
I'm putting these words to the page
I can't help but think that my purpose is fame
Putting my 2 cents on paper, I'm basically working for change
I move on improving the earth, but my shit is the bomb I might burst into flames
Yea I'm tryna surface like dirt is
The problem I'm nervous when curtains get raised
Frankly I'm thinking bout what coulda been if I maybe just picked up a pen
Notebook was less about math but instead have them raps adding up and they filled to The Brim
No cap it ain't ever pretend
Fiction it just doesn't spill from my pen
These new rappers masked they doomed
Claim he saving the day but the villian is him
Rest in peace to an MF'n goat
Investing in beats but y'all selling ya soul
If the art isn't real what's it matter you Vincent van Gogh or you Willem Dafoe
For this Green better know I'm not stopping
I'm outta this world swear to God I'm a Goblin
Promised my momma, not Johnathon Stockton
Cuz coming up short not a probable option
Rarely cocky but kind of dramatic
No aides or assistance my Johnson is magic
My stats with the ball or a mic in my palm
Skinny broad with a bra cuz I'm constantly padding them
I'm hounded by doubters and I fight them off 'til there's plaques on my wall and all Around
Surrounded by towers and I'll climb them all, no backing off till they falling down

I'm
Way out
Stay out
Off white
Greyed out
Built my own home that's a great house
Been on my own feeling great now
They say I'm on but it's late now
Pass me the ball lemme break out
Shawty got drip like a wave now
Sitting at home eating take out

My wins, laid out
My sins, greyed out
You ain't no star you gone fade out
While I'm sipping Jack in a lake house
You aiming too high it's a ways down
It's a bird it's a plane?
No it's lame how whenever you fall need a handout from me
Keep on asking for bread like we pay pals.
'Cause you ain't provide nothing but fake clout
But that ain't been paying your bills
But pay for your thrills of a high view count
Blue check bounce cause pride too loud
When I show better keep your eyes too ground cause inside you coward
I could fight you now
On my dentist flow better bite this crown or could suck my dick cause you wifey now
On Mars got that rover now
Shit eat gas, while your bitch eat ass.
I'm a spread that shit I got Moses proud
I talk shit but I hold shit down
Y'all talk bitch, with an open mouth
Better bite your lip for this shit get worse
Only hearse I'll see is when you 6 feet down
I ain't wanna kill shit, but this shit too foul

Way out
Stay out
Off white
Greyed out
Built my own home that's a great house
Been on my own feeling great now
They say I'm on but it's late now
Pass me the ball lemme break out
Shawty got drip like a wave now
Sitting at home eating take out

Way out
Stay out
Off white
Greyed out
Been on my own feeling great now