Dead Wrong

Lyrics
Karsten You're Dead Wrong That's just the way it is honey, hahaha Let's go, ha, yeah I'm makin' moves that are bigger then they trap stories And my trap story is realer then they trap stories I had people in the south that used to trap for me A phone call away just to lift their straps for me But I'm off that, I ain't got time to do time I got shows to do, flows to spew Why would I do crime? When I'm off to do shit that's too big for you to do So they can hate me for being gay all they want to I'm a menace on these beats But if they don't want mе no more I'll just go to another state that pay mе good to perform Like they thinkin' how they could never do that I just flew out to five major cities Catch bags and flew back I'm selling guest verses, being inducted in museums While these idiots go to jail I'll guess I'll see 'em when I see 'em I'm just out here being a gay bear embracing my freedom The dick I take is voluntary The ones they take really bleeds 'em I'd rather be happy and broke or headlining the poster Then claiming a life I don't live no more and be a poser Picture my life a poster Your head over your shoulder Not knowing if you're in control or if someone controls you Damn, to be real, I really feel for 'em There out a deal again, I ain't got a deal for 'em Imagine dealing with that and the insecurity Of someone they believe to be what they dreamed to be Like seriously, fuck I swear to you I don't miss that, don't need a recap So numb off the drugs they sell They don't feel it when life gives them a bitch slap They should really fix that I know 'cause I been that, I lived that and kicked that the fuck out So much clout Me catching covid is a story media could make a buck out The homophobic bitch days are over They clocked out Feeling like hip-hop Steve Stifler The way I rock out with my cock out In your pop's house Beast
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Credits
- Writers
- Big Daddy Karsten