Press by Ty Cobb Lyrics
(Verse 1: Tzcobb)
Oh no, Lord knows when it’s all done and over
Cobb gunning for the ones with their nose up
Nas-feeling in the flow, with the Rolls Royce
Go on with the Dylan Roof-top, what a crude choice
Of bad words for the accent that my dad lent
But I’m passing, these rappers are faggots
Impassionate little bastards, fack em
I never wanted to be the reason we
Put em in a casket (but that’s fine)
One time for heart that I don’t have
Two times for the loss I don’t allow
Three times for hoes that I loathe
And I’m hoping I pull out, let’s get it then
In a minute I’ll let em know it’s
Embedded in me to be the one telling
Them that other rapper could never
Make an impression I grew up tryna
Be better but gave up at nothing I
Ever did could really impress me
Oh, I set the bar too high right?
There’s a constant pressure to push
Up off of me, welcome to my life
Weird smile but I like it tho, hit a
Voice-over, steady lace boom bap
I don’t think cause my brain’s gone
Now Lucas Tyler where you at?
(Verse 2: Lucas Tyler)
I’m acting serious, in this business. Uh
I don’t think this is a game, I don’t play
So Come get you’re fake medal
Never cheated but somehow I’m to blame
I’ve never Treated this rap business as a
Joke nor A board game, I certainly enjoy
My passion. I’ll surely maintain, loads and
Loads of people Doubting me, I’m used to
It, another one DJ Khaled, I don’t need
The major key. I’m in my own lane, I’m not
Dissing everyone like Tory lanez. I’m not
Struggling like Tori Vega, go ahead, call
Me insane. I don’t care if my career takes
Off or not. I’m humble, I’ll feel awkward
Living boujee. I don’t think I could deal
With the spotlight, hate the front seat
However my life is like a cinema, it’s
Dramatic and full of drama. That I didn’t
Want, now everyone is acting like I’m the
Cunt, it’s not my fault a little kid decided
To diss me, people were telling me I had to
Respond to him very quickly, I’m fed up
I’m gonna prove them wrong yeah, not
With this song, but you’ll see. I’m coming
Bitch, I ain’t playing no game, no more love
No more fucking BS, sick of the same
Old shit yeah uh. Sick of people taking
Advantage of me, physically abused as
A kid, maybe that’s why I’m a bit crazy
(Outro: Lucas Tyler)
Press, we need no press ay!
Oh no, Lord knows when it’s all done and over
Cobb gunning for the ones with their nose up
Nas-feeling in the flow, with the Rolls Royce
Go on with the Dylan Roof-top, what a crude choice
Of bad words for the accent that my dad lent
But I’m passing, these rappers are faggots
Impassionate little bastards, fack em
I never wanted to be the reason we
Put em in a casket (but that’s fine)
One time for heart that I don’t have
Two times for the loss I don’t allow
Three times for hoes that I loathe
And I’m hoping I pull out, let’s get it then
In a minute I’ll let em know it’s
Embedded in me to be the one telling
Them that other rapper could never
Make an impression I grew up tryna
Be better but gave up at nothing I
Ever did could really impress me
Oh, I set the bar too high right?
There’s a constant pressure to push
Up off of me, welcome to my life
Weird smile but I like it tho, hit a
Voice-over, steady lace boom bap
I don’t think cause my brain’s gone
Now Lucas Tyler where you at?
(Verse 2: Lucas Tyler)
I’m acting serious, in this business. Uh
I don’t think this is a game, I don’t play
So Come get you’re fake medal
Never cheated but somehow I’m to blame
I’ve never Treated this rap business as a
Joke nor A board game, I certainly enjoy
My passion. I’ll surely maintain, loads and
Loads of people Doubting me, I’m used to
It, another one DJ Khaled, I don’t need
The major key. I’m in my own lane, I’m not
Dissing everyone like Tory lanez. I’m not
Struggling like Tori Vega, go ahead, call
Me insane. I don’t care if my career takes
Off or not. I’m humble, I’ll feel awkward
Living boujee. I don’t think I could deal
With the spotlight, hate the front seat
However my life is like a cinema, it’s
Dramatic and full of drama. That I didn’t
Want, now everyone is acting like I’m the
Cunt, it’s not my fault a little kid decided
To diss me, people were telling me I had to
Respond to him very quickly, I’m fed up
I’m gonna prove them wrong yeah, not
With this song, but you’ll see. I’m coming
Bitch, I ain’t playing no game, no more love
No more fucking BS, sick of the same
Old shit yeah uh. Sick of people taking
Advantage of me, physically abused as
A kid, maybe that’s why I’m a bit crazy
(Outro: Lucas Tyler)
Press, we need no press ay!