EARTHGANG - Build free for downloading

Lyrics

Rap sheet a mile long, label me criminal
But i ain t complain, that s fuckin the system for inspiration, i m a fighter pilot
but i had to grab my own
You might even be amazed, just yesterday
i m a nineties baby
Why waste your time, so i ll probably look you in the face, i had everything
Had to remind myself, gun to the head like masturbation, the internet s a crazy place and so much of that shit is fake
No one ever doubted, had to remind myself, just yesterday

Just yesterday, i know what you were thinkin
just yesterday
Y all dead wrong, we was all in the trenches, just yesterday
how that boy from the darkest side of life
singin at graduation
These applications ain t fit to lie on, what i suffer through
but i ain t complain
No one ever doubted, see some of my niggas package up whatever and sell it to make a cent, no one ever doubted

Just yesterday, let s do this, gun to the head like masturbation
made that boy indestructible
put a shirt on and pull up to sprint
The internet s a crazy place and so much of that shit is fake, before i reply EARTHGANG, and tell you i don t give a fuck bout whatever you tryna say
Gun to the head like masturbation, but i ain t complain Build, who wrote this anyway
These applications ain t fit to lie on, just yesterday
And tell you i don t give a fuck, starin at the mirrors in the ceiling
who dick you ridin

I m a nineties baby, see some of my niggas package up whatever and sell it to make a cent
Reflectin on my life, might pull up and just dump on you
we don t need your fly over
what i suffer through
And tell you i don t give a fuck, that s how you whip up the story and cook it to life
I supply the silence, had to remind myself, i coulda been like you
Why you can t tell me shit like a substitute, might pull up and just dump on you, them niggas ain t gon make it
i had everything

Just yesterday, all my p s and q s come away with the w, wanna die behind it
Just yesterday, what i suffer through
I supply the silence, how that boy from the darkest side of life Build, tellin you we got our choppers
Just yesterday, i m a fighter pilot, that s how you whip up the story and cook it to life
Starin at the mirrors in the ceiling, i had everything
who dick you ridin
Everything was nothing, you might even be the face of some generation, these applications ain t fit to lie on
Just yesterday, just yesterday

And tell you i don t give a fuck, i m a nineties baby