Marc Vinyls - Fiction lyrics

Ridin' in the benz with the best bitch
Shooting out a dm layn'
Down watching netflix
Truthfully this might be my best shit
How you gonna doubt me when you
Always need to get shit
Like your grades up, get your mind straight
Coming from a town with
No mothafuckin' crime rate
Just know, I'm sitting here praying
Looking up to god i hope
He hears what I'm saying (sayin')
Hope walks through the fire
While faith leaps it
Keep runnin' yo' mouth
You still wearing cheap shit
All these rappers out here
They're living their weak shit
Sending me tapes, I'll never go and peep it
The illest out here, and that's a fact
You disagree
Then take a couple of steps back
Cause me and my crew gonna
Look at you and laugh
Marc Vinyls and I'm bringing Connecticut rap
You can hope for better
But at the end of the day
You can barely keep things together
Tryna stay on point
Show I'm always looking dapper
But it's when everyone tryna tell
Me what I'm after
My good just wannabe white rapper concerns
I don't have what it takes
To turn the chapter

Yeah patience is a virtue
Don't I sound happier?
Knowing I'm above you
Go ahead and talk shit
My response is fuck you
For all those people with me
Just know that I love you
Yeah patience is a virtue
Don't I sound happier?
Knowing I'm above you
Go ahead and talk shit
My response is fuck you
For all those people with me
Just know that I love you

Yeah (yeah, yeah) fifteen