Might Quit I SuCk At RaPpInG PART 2 by GxgetaLegion Lyrics
(Rough draft)
[Intro]
I really hate doing this now...
I'm not on-the-beat, I'm not with the flow
I'm no better than Blueface Baby now
And I hate that a lot, cuz I wanna be more like XXX
I just ain't got proper tools, you know?
(Pitch changes)
Yeah, I feel you
It's been the same way since August when you made First Arrival
[Verse I]
I don't give a fuck anymore
Off the beat, off the rhythm
These lyrics don't have meaning anymore
It's not as easy as it looks, can't go by the books
Logic pro is too expensive, Macs on the thousands
Next thing I know, I'm dead broke, on a boat
Looking for diamonds, beats be rhyming
[Verse II]
I'm not vеnemous, never claimеd benefits
Resting my case, demotivated to make this shit
My voice go flat as a track, vinyl that, gramaphone stuff
I want to slit my wrists with these suicidal thoughts
Hung with a thot, dated her too, what the fuck was I doing?
I'm not cut out for this, it might be last album
My last album to ever put out
Delayed Red Light for another route
Ain't seeking the clout, I'm not gonna pout over critiques
But I am absolutely in doubt of myself
My capabilities are low as the fucking ocean
[Chorus]
I just might quit this shit
None of my stuff ever gonna be a hit
Low self-esteem in this bitch
I might quit, I might quit
I just might quit with this shit
None of my stuff ever gonna be a hit
Low self-esteem in this bitch
I might quit, I might quit
[Verse III]
I really show no emotions
Just coasting from side-to-side
Ain't willing to move on with the music shit
Got potential but I ain't motivated to do shit
Ain't got the proper tools, pro tools
Fuck you, I hate you, all these bastards
Betray me, don't save me, let me fall to my death, please
[Verse IV]
Civil-minded, I'm fucking retarded
Looking like a barter to Lucifer for starters
Finding it harder to push back this weight
I feel like shit with every passing day
I just wish that you could be here for me
I wish I never got into love, but I want someone close
I want someone to go on this journey with me
Feeling so alone, yeah, so very fucking lonely...
Yeah... C-Can I stop this now? I wanna be alone...
[Chorus]
I just might quit this shit
None of my stuff ever gonna be a hit
Low self-esteem in this bitch
I might quit, I might quit
I just might quit with this shit
None of my stuff ever gonna be a hit
Low self-esteem in this bitch
I might quit, I might quit
[Intro]
I really hate doing this now...
I'm not on-the-beat, I'm not with the flow
I'm no better than Blueface Baby now
And I hate that a lot, cuz I wanna be more like XXX
I just ain't got proper tools, you know?
(Pitch changes)
Yeah, I feel you
It's been the same way since August when you made First Arrival
[Verse I]
I don't give a fuck anymore
Off the beat, off the rhythm
These lyrics don't have meaning anymore
It's not as easy as it looks, can't go by the books
Logic pro is too expensive, Macs on the thousands
Next thing I know, I'm dead broke, on a boat
Looking for diamonds, beats be rhyming
[Verse II]
I'm not vеnemous, never claimеd benefits
Resting my case, demotivated to make this shit
My voice go flat as a track, vinyl that, gramaphone stuff
I want to slit my wrists with these suicidal thoughts
Hung with a thot, dated her too, what the fuck was I doing?
I'm not cut out for this, it might be last album
My last album to ever put out
Delayed Red Light for another route
Ain't seeking the clout, I'm not gonna pout over critiques
But I am absolutely in doubt of myself
My capabilities are low as the fucking ocean
[Chorus]
I just might quit this shit
None of my stuff ever gonna be a hit
Low self-esteem in this bitch
I might quit, I might quit
I just might quit with this shit
None of my stuff ever gonna be a hit
Low self-esteem in this bitch
I might quit, I might quit
[Verse III]
I really show no emotions
Just coasting from side-to-side
Ain't willing to move on with the music shit
Got potential but I ain't motivated to do shit
Ain't got the proper tools, pro tools
Fuck you, I hate you, all these bastards
Betray me, don't save me, let me fall to my death, please
[Verse IV]
Civil-minded, I'm fucking retarded
Looking like a barter to Lucifer for starters
Finding it harder to push back this weight
I feel like shit with every passing day
I just wish that you could be here for me
I wish I never got into love, but I want someone close
I want someone to go on this journey with me
Feeling so alone, yeah, so very fucking lonely...
Yeah... C-Can I stop this now? I wanna be alone...
[Chorus]
I just might quit this shit
None of my stuff ever gonna be a hit
Low self-esteem in this bitch
I might quit, I might quit
I just might quit with this shit
None of my stuff ever gonna be a hit
Low self-esteem in this bitch
I might quit, I might quit