Fruitless by Jon Ochoa Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Trynna find my thoughts but I’m running out of ink
Bout to lose myself man I know I’m on the brink
Nights so loud I can’t hear myself think
Washing my face as I’m standing at the sink
Looking in the mirror like I’m finally seeing me
& I know for sure this is who I wanna be
Imma go and die for this, better said I’ll die for this
Imma be honest man I tend to cry out for this
But fuck that
I ain’t ever been with that
All I wanna know is why these motherfuckers been wack
All I really know is that these motherfuckers can’t rap
There I go again with the same old shit
But truth really is you should fuck with the kid
Cause I’m not the average rapper stuck on the grid
What if I reverb the fuck out of this?
Then maybe, just maybe, it might be a hit
Imma be honest I’m losing my patience
And yeah man, I know that we’re all the creation
But that don’t ever mean that I gotta be complacent
And that’s the reason why I ain’t ever spilling fake shit
Since day one this the dream that I’m chasing
Know I’m beginning so I’m focused on pacing
Everyone saying you should focus on basics
One minute complaining the next minute raging
If it ain’t me though the page becomes useless
Like what the garden would’ve been had it become fruitless
Truth really is I’ve been focused on my youth less
Got fucked up man, cynical and ruthless
[Verse 2]
So fuck this
Cause the fakes think they run this
The hard fact is man, your music got no function
And now that I’m thinking, I ain’t see you at the function
Call me the protagonist, my mind the antagonist
Try and focus for a minute, act like an analyst
Turning shit into a gold future, what an alchemist
I’d make complex but you probably couldn’t handle it
And while we’re in the context, probably too complex for Complex
I really think it’s nonsense that shit like yours be poppin’
But really man should I be judging?
Wait a couple years and it won’t even be a contest
I guess that I’m saying there’s a difference in us
Cause when it comes to me man I don’t give a fuck
And when it comes to rap I rather rap other stuff
I just had to make this to show I’ve had enough
Trynna find my thoughts but I’m running out of ink
Bout to lose myself man I know I’m on the brink
Nights so loud I can’t hear myself think
Washing my face as I’m standing at the sink
Looking in the mirror like I’m finally seeing me
& I know for sure this is who I wanna be
Imma go and die for this, better said I’ll die for this
Imma be honest man I tend to cry out for this
But fuck that
I ain’t ever been with that
All I wanna know is why these motherfuckers been wack
All I really know is that these motherfuckers can’t rap
There I go again with the same old shit
But truth really is you should fuck with the kid
Cause I’m not the average rapper stuck on the grid
What if I reverb the fuck out of this?
Then maybe, just maybe, it might be a hit
Imma be honest I’m losing my patience
And yeah man, I know that we’re all the creation
But that don’t ever mean that I gotta be complacent
And that’s the reason why I ain’t ever spilling fake shit
Since day one this the dream that I’m chasing
Know I’m beginning so I’m focused on pacing
Everyone saying you should focus on basics
One minute complaining the next minute raging
If it ain’t me though the page becomes useless
Like what the garden would’ve been had it become fruitless
Truth really is I’ve been focused on my youth less
Got fucked up man, cynical and ruthless
[Verse 2]
So fuck this
Cause the fakes think they run this
The hard fact is man, your music got no function
And now that I’m thinking, I ain’t see you at the function
Call me the protagonist, my mind the antagonist
Try and focus for a minute, act like an analyst
Turning shit into a gold future, what an alchemist
I’d make complex but you probably couldn’t handle it
And while we’re in the context, probably too complex for Complex
I really think it’s nonsense that shit like yours be poppin’
But really man should I be judging?
Wait a couple years and it won’t even be a contest
I guess that I’m saying there’s a difference in us
Cause when it comes to me man I don’t give a fuck
And when it comes to rap I rather rap other stuff
I just had to make this to show I’ve had enough