Giggs - Untitled 20 lyrics
[Giggs - Untitled 20 lyrics]
Spare (Spare) no (No)
One (One) giggs
Listen uh
There's no point bothering me (Bothering me)
’Cause right now I'm liable to switch
'cause nuttin’ ain't popping for me
No fiends ain't hollered at me
(Hollered at me)
Plus I got these scumbags on my back
these pricks keep following me (For real)
I burnt my bridges with this
Bitch that's polishing me
There's no way she getting an apology
You following me?
My link ain't pursuing nothing
Tired of doing nothing
I'm sipping on this henny
But that shit ain't doing nothin’
Tryna fill my belly with
Flakey shit or smelly
Whatever to get the breaddy
So you feeling my pain cousin?
My missus stressing, saying I ain’t around
But cuz I gotta eat
(Eat) , so I push those hours up (Up)
Tryna get my mood from down to up
I felt this way before
And that's when the rounds are buck (Buck)
I swear to God
It feels like I’m down on luck
I'm drowning, I'm falling down
Someone help me up (Up)
And this rap shit's pissing me off
’Cause all these crack rocks I drop
You'd think I'd be bound to bust
You other rappers are shit, 'cause I'm bored
I'm the shit right now, I'ma toot my own horn
(Horn) and the way I'm fucking the track
In the music kinda way, I create my own porn
I make the game warm
Your mixtapes are swarm (Swarm)
Put your hands up and give me
The lights like I'm Shawn
One (One) giggs
Listen uh
There's no point bothering me (Bothering me)
’Cause right now I'm liable to switch
'cause nuttin’ ain't popping for me
No fiends ain't hollered at me
(Hollered at me)
Plus I got these scumbags on my back
these pricks keep following me (For real)
I burnt my bridges with this
Bitch that's polishing me
There's no way she getting an apology
You following me?
My link ain't pursuing nothing
Tired of doing nothing
I'm sipping on this henny
But that shit ain't doing nothin’
Tryna fill my belly with
Flakey shit or smelly
Whatever to get the breaddy
So you feeling my pain cousin?
My missus stressing, saying I ain’t around
But cuz I gotta eat
(Eat) , so I push those hours up (Up)
Tryna get my mood from down to up
I felt this way before
And that's when the rounds are buck (Buck)
I swear to God
It feels like I’m down on luck
I'm drowning, I'm falling down
Someone help me up (Up)
And this rap shit's pissing me off
’Cause all these crack rocks I drop
You'd think I'd be bound to bust
You other rappers are shit, 'cause I'm bored
I'm the shit right now, I'ma toot my own horn
(Horn) and the way I'm fucking the track
In the music kinda way, I create my own porn
I make the game warm
Your mixtapes are swarm (Swarm)
Put your hands up and give me
The lights like I'm Shawn