PSA: Log Off by Keaton Mak Lyrics
Keaton Mak: (Hook)
Swear when a nigga be talking then prices the number ain't change
I spend the wage on a couple of chains so they call me enslaved
I put the team on my Muh fucking back call me paving the way
Talk to the plug like a coach tell him put me in for a play
I got no shame in the game they be gossiping hard on my name
I got no lense in the frame but Versace all on my brain
I got no friends in the game so my call log ain't change
I put my songs on my twitter niggas logged off in shame
Keaton Mak: (vs)
You put yo thoughts on twitter all y'all should be ashamed
You post a THOT on twitter all y'all needa gimme brain
Swear imma fucking spitter are y'all not entertained
How you a different nigga all y'all can be Interchange
Swear the way I spit leak it leak ho
Shawty head game on fleek tho
Lay you Niggas up like a free throw
Lay you niggas down Chris b ho
Imma sit you niggas on the ground like a seat ho
Imma bet you niggas ain't around in a week tho
How the fuck you build upon a town when the streets broke
How the fuck you walk up out the house with a weak flow
Imma have to run up in yah spouse she a cheap ho
Let a nigga pick up on your sound before the prequel
Like all you rap niggas changed your name to Lil Sequal
Less confusion would be better for the people
2 times if I got you out your seat ho
3 times if I rip away the beat no
One more time will get your favorite rapper repo'd
Sick of you niggas you drive the same cars
Like his and his cock
You push it to start
You faker than ass like a Nicki Minaj
You ain't got no bars my nigga you tart
You posting expressions on Instagram live
I thought you was slime
I thought you was blood
I heard they pulled up now you rolling with cuz
But when you at home you still throw up the slug
If you in my city bitch you gets no love
Woke up to a nigga tryna fight me
Woke up with a quarter nick like spike lee
Now I Showed up boy these white folks starting to like me
Shiid I glo'd up now this flow a little icy
Yeah this flow a little pricy
And these hoes deep fish like pisces
And my boys they go all night be
She can't never criticize me
I been magic since Harmione
I'm grimy unkindly uh
Keaton Mak: (hook)
Swear when a nigga be talking then prices the number ain't change
I spend the wage on a couple of chains so they call me enslaved
I put the team on my Muh fucking back call me paving the way
Talk to the plug like a coach tell him put me in for a play
Keaton Mak: (breakdown)
This is A fucking PSA to
To all you rappers in the USA
I'm a God in this with no blessings
I could pay your rent with one check mate
Imma raise the bar that you lifting
Have a taste of stardom postpartum
This world is Autumns
I'm an angel fallen
Risen from the garden
Swear the devil calling !
(pt 2)
Know that I ain't lacking in my t shirt
Pray a bitch ass rapper ain't gone stumble on they Fleece skirt
No you pussy niggas cannot call me if you need work
Stepping on you boy my feet hurt
You an imposter you soup out the saucer
Yo lyrics is dead my shit gonna prosper
You softer than cotton when cotton is wet
You deserve a pound if you trip on the set
I deserve a crowd since I spazzed on this shit
I deserve a crown right the top of my head
You wouldn't know sound if it fucked you in bed
Or fucked with your mans just to spite you instead
I got the dough watch me level the bread
And take from the body of Christ that he shed
Cuz the devil he left me for dead and now all my songs going over your head im gone
Swear when a nigga be talking then prices the number ain't change
I spend the wage on a couple of chains so they call me enslaved
I put the team on my Muh fucking back call me paving the way
Talk to the plug like a coach tell him put me in for a play
I got no shame in the game they be gossiping hard on my name
I got no lense in the frame but Versace all on my brain
I got no friends in the game so my call log ain't change
I put my songs on my twitter niggas logged off in shame
Keaton Mak: (vs)
You put yo thoughts on twitter all y'all should be ashamed
You post a THOT on twitter all y'all needa gimme brain
Swear imma fucking spitter are y'all not entertained
How you a different nigga all y'all can be Interchange
Swear the way I spit leak it leak ho
Shawty head game on fleek tho
Lay you Niggas up like a free throw
Lay you niggas down Chris b ho
Imma sit you niggas on the ground like a seat ho
Imma bet you niggas ain't around in a week tho
How the fuck you build upon a town when the streets broke
How the fuck you walk up out the house with a weak flow
Imma have to run up in yah spouse she a cheap ho
Let a nigga pick up on your sound before the prequel
Like all you rap niggas changed your name to Lil Sequal
Less confusion would be better for the people
2 times if I got you out your seat ho
3 times if I rip away the beat no
One more time will get your favorite rapper repo'd
Sick of you niggas you drive the same cars
Like his and his cock
You push it to start
You faker than ass like a Nicki Minaj
You ain't got no bars my nigga you tart
You posting expressions on Instagram live
I thought you was slime
I thought you was blood
I heard they pulled up now you rolling with cuz
But when you at home you still throw up the slug
If you in my city bitch you gets no love
Woke up to a nigga tryna fight me
Woke up with a quarter nick like spike lee
Now I Showed up boy these white folks starting to like me
Shiid I glo'd up now this flow a little icy
Yeah this flow a little pricy
And these hoes deep fish like pisces
And my boys they go all night be
She can't never criticize me
I been magic since Harmione
I'm grimy unkindly uh
Keaton Mak: (hook)
Swear when a nigga be talking then prices the number ain't change
I spend the wage on a couple of chains so they call me enslaved
I put the team on my Muh fucking back call me paving the way
Talk to the plug like a coach tell him put me in for a play
Keaton Mak: (breakdown)
This is A fucking PSA to
To all you rappers in the USA
I'm a God in this with no blessings
I could pay your rent with one check mate
Imma raise the bar that you lifting
Have a taste of stardom postpartum
This world is Autumns
I'm an angel fallen
Risen from the garden
Swear the devil calling !
(pt 2)
Know that I ain't lacking in my t shirt
Pray a bitch ass rapper ain't gone stumble on they Fleece skirt
No you pussy niggas cannot call me if you need work
Stepping on you boy my feet hurt
You an imposter you soup out the saucer
Yo lyrics is dead my shit gonna prosper
You softer than cotton when cotton is wet
You deserve a pound if you trip on the set
I deserve a crowd since I spazzed on this shit
I deserve a crown right the top of my head
You wouldn't know sound if it fucked you in bed
Or fucked with your mans just to spite you instead
I got the dough watch me level the bread
And take from the body of Christ that he shed
Cuz the devil he left me for dead and now all my songs going over your head im gone