Fed Up by TJayGatsby Lyrics
[Producer Tag/Intro]
Oh my god, dude is that TJayGatsby in the studio???
Nah nah nah, this time I’m stepping
From behind the booth
Turn me up
You know I really didn’t wanna have to do this
But too many people out there
Speaking bad on my name
Saying that I can’t produce
The stuff I’m putting out
That sugar cookie was my only good song
Man whatever
Let’s get it
[Verse 1]
This time I’m on the Mike
Tyson knock you out like fight night (pow)
I’m coming for what’s mine
Step up to me make you flatline
Dont question me you know I’m number one
When all else fails I’m the one to get it done (I gеt it done)
Cuz they tryna test my patiеnce
I guess they think they know me
Well Bitch I got the high ground
Like Obi-Wan Kenobi
Usually I don’t flow but now
Im coming for they throats
(Skeet) Like I failed No Nut November
Bitch you gon remember
The day that T.J. first stepped into the scene
Everybody slept on me but I had a dream (yeah)
Change the whole world yeah
That always was the plan
Got detoured a bit
But I’m still the fucking man now
[Chorus]
Playing with my blessings
Now you know messed up
Lapping y’all bitches
Y’all still tryna catch up
Im the real deal
Y’all just playing dress up
Always a facade
Now you got me fed up
[Verse 2]
Yeah I leveled up my flow
I treat these beats just like a game (level up)
I’ll 360 no scope yo ass I’m perfect with the aim
I’m aiming at they heads (perfect)
Cause a motherfucking massacre
(Pow) Don’t worry bout yo girl I’m in the back wit her (you curly-haired bitch)
Yeah I know I’m chaotic
That’s the truth
Just look at my stats
In case you need some fucking proof (mane look it up)
Yeah I only spit facts
Bitch this ain’t no show and tell
Speak bad on my name
I’ll send you straight to hell
Cuz I spit so much heat
Call that shit incineration *flame sound*
Or arson lock me up
Behind bars incarceration
I fear no man or evil
Yeah I got no trepidation (none)
Im running this shit
Might as well
Address the nation
(My fellow amer-)
[Outro]
Aye hol up
Now you can take that how you want it
Cuz these rappers come and go (aye)
Get the fame and wanna flaunt it
But you know it’s all a show (yeah)
And for everybody wondering (what)
There’s nobody greater
Bitch I am yo daddy like my name’s Darth Vader
(Mane tell em)
Oh my god, dude is that TJayGatsby in the studio???
Nah nah nah, this time I’m stepping
From behind the booth
Turn me up
You know I really didn’t wanna have to do this
But too many people out there
Speaking bad on my name
Saying that I can’t produce
The stuff I’m putting out
That sugar cookie was my only good song
Man whatever
Let’s get it
[Verse 1]
This time I’m on the Mike
Tyson knock you out like fight night (pow)
I’m coming for what’s mine
Step up to me make you flatline
Dont question me you know I’m number one
When all else fails I’m the one to get it done (I gеt it done)
Cuz they tryna test my patiеnce
I guess they think they know me
Well Bitch I got the high ground
Like Obi-Wan Kenobi
Usually I don’t flow but now
Im coming for they throats
(Skeet) Like I failed No Nut November
Bitch you gon remember
The day that T.J. first stepped into the scene
Everybody slept on me but I had a dream (yeah)
Change the whole world yeah
That always was the plan
Got detoured a bit
But I’m still the fucking man now
[Chorus]
Playing with my blessings
Now you know messed up
Lapping y’all bitches
Y’all still tryna catch up
Im the real deal
Y’all just playing dress up
Always a facade
Now you got me fed up
[Verse 2]
Yeah I leveled up my flow
I treat these beats just like a game (level up)
I’ll 360 no scope yo ass I’m perfect with the aim
I’m aiming at they heads (perfect)
Cause a motherfucking massacre
(Pow) Don’t worry bout yo girl I’m in the back wit her (you curly-haired bitch)
Yeah I know I’m chaotic
That’s the truth
Just look at my stats
In case you need some fucking proof (mane look it up)
Yeah I only spit facts
Bitch this ain’t no show and tell
Speak bad on my name
I’ll send you straight to hell
Cuz I spit so much heat
Call that shit incineration *flame sound*
Or arson lock me up
Behind bars incarceration
I fear no man or evil
Yeah I got no trepidation (none)
Im running this shit
Might as well
Address the nation
(My fellow amer-)
[Outro]
Aye hol up
Now you can take that how you want it
Cuz these rappers come and go (aye)
Get the fame and wanna flaunt it
But you know it’s all a show (yeah)
And for everybody wondering (what)
There’s nobody greater
Bitch I am yo daddy like my name’s Darth Vader
(Mane tell em)