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letra de not sorry (prod. swell) - kyu (fka tokio)

[intro]
you say that you don’t like them, but i see you all the time
i peep sh-t
you say that you don’t like them, but i see you all the time
i peep sh-t

[verse 1]
i’m writing and perfecting lines until i come to see my end
this sends me to a place where i can generate my chi again
obliterate whatever stands in place to knock me off and bend
again and then again, i’m back with my notebook and pen
see this paper as my friend, i let it know all of my wins
and deepest sins that i’ve committed whenever lost within wind
and on the outside, look at 10
when deep inside, i am lonely in a den
can i really hold myself until the end
pick up your chin, with no pain ain’t no gain
stay in your lane and attack ‘gainst grain
there ain’t no change since i’ve been unchained
kept sane, throughout trivial issues, i can’t complain
circ-mventing all my problems, never facing them again
this entropitic melody is really stuck up on my brain
in every f-ck up that i do, i swear myself to keep ingrained
to them tame it whenever it shows up on my plane
keep myself in my pack
i ain’t really one to get myself into the chit-chat
snapchat, how i’m holding up to the knick knack
get back to me when you got me something to feed back, uh
backpack, filled with raps
then i think back
to when i had fights for my sneaks back
speak back, get smacked up like a beat slap
drum pad, really had me wishing no one stole that
don’t no one make that
make yourself, build it up ’til the ‘form crash
this is a p-ssion, the cash is a bonus
i honed my ability mixed with my vocal agility
what can you say to me?
besting me? i only see that as fallacy
easily taking you down to your weakened knees
do you believe in me?
better hold on to me
get rid of mental fees, uh
been a minute since this feeling
free over bullsh-t that’s been busy on keeping me down
while on hunt for the crown
every sound that i make, it can spark up a crowd
even burn up a town
break up the ground if you play it too loud
no one took me so serious first on the ‘cloud
now these f-ckboys are reaching, hopes dragging me down
get off my d-ck, leave a message on dial
i’m gone

{hook] (4x)
yeah, i’m gone

[verse 2}
i never pick up my phone
‘cept write all my lyrics or spit off the dome
this is my home, i am pr-ne to the bullsh-t
it’s only exclusive if i let you on
i am a pitbull standing on pulpits
teaching you kids how not to suit in
gripping the vices, i might infuse it
show you the real world, you can’t refuse it
i’m on

- kyu fka tokio

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