The one and only Witt Lowry, so people call me Lowry
You talk a lot of shit when you don't even fuckin' know me
A bunch of fuckin' actors, think you all should win a Tony
Said I signed a fuckin' deal, like "Where, bitch? Show me!"
You became a fuckin' critic 'cause you lack any skill
Try to make up with your mouth, what you lack on the field
You don't even know yourself 'cause you lack being real
If all I rap about is love, then all they rap about is pills
So the man who hit in and then ran in that crash
I wanna say: Fuck you with every single ounce of fuck that I have
Karma's comin', hope you're watchin' your back
You keep ignorin' the facts
At passionate I'd be covered in plaques, damn
Only offended if the shoe fits
You lie so much that you don't even know what truth is
I told 'em all from the start, trust the blueprint
TEAMWITT until my motherfuckin' death—that's the movement
Don't want it when I'm on the attack
I might just have to hit up Ninja just to borrow his mats
I might just have to hit up Chlo just to borrow his strats
A bunch of rappers sounding like they just been borrowin' tracks
Used to laugh at poke ??? but now the joke's on who?
You push papers for a living, guess the joke's on you
Despite your popular belief, the life you live you chose
And when you sacrifice for love, what do you actually lose?
You talk a lot, but you say the least
The closest you've ever been to a dream is you countin' sheep
You used to count me up, now see numbers are one a piece
And said to know you'll never be the one you pretend to be
I don't do good with mic, maybe should of it probably
All I want is trust, love, fun and some honesty
Up on the special surface of the person I wanna be
We came a long way, I wanna say "Motherfucker, I'm proud of me!"
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