Songtexte Pacman - Brett

Look mama I made it
Where's my congratulations
I dodged the cookie cutter gotta hop out from the basic
Your girl so animated
In my room she be naked
All towels on the floor
I put a lock up on that door

I'm just vibin'
I'm just coolin'
Promise Imma be the one to out shine all the stupid
Your girl she fell in love she better stay away from Cupid
She say I'm the one but b*tch I knew this yea I do it

I'm numero uno
These n*ggas number two
These n*ggas basic
These n*ggas not the crew

They ask me how I do I do it just like this
This sh*t is sure to fire know I ain't gonna miss

I'm just vibin'
I'm just coolin'
I promise Imma be the one to out shine all the stupid
Your girl she fell in love she better stay away from Cupid
She say I'm the one but b*tch I knew this yea I do it

I get complaints from the neighbors they say I be rappin' loud
I'm just trynna get my music off way up into the clouds
Watch my numbers doin flips
Trust you know you won't forget
Think of all the times that I dreamt that my rhymes would make me rich

I got problems I see demons
And they scream across the room
Take a look right in the mirror and I swear you'll see 'em too
Say my name three times and the picture never change
As I write these words I swear my life won't ever be the same

I'm just vibin'
I'm just coolin'
Promise Imma be the one to out shine all the stupid
Your girl she fell in love she better stay away from Cupid
She say I'm the one but b*tch I knew this yea I do it

I'm numero uno
These n*ggas number two
These n*ggas basic
These n*ggas not the crew

They ask me how I do I do it just like this
This sh*t is sure to fire know I ain't gonna miss

Look I don't need no love
I can do it by myself
I did this music sh*t alone and I don't need no one else

I left the lingo back at home
And the rhymes up on the shelf
If you're lookin for the rappers you may need some f*ckin help

Y'all stay worried bout a n*gga doin better than you did
Should've hopped up on my d*ck way back in school I said it then
I said one day I'll be famous and I'm on the road to riches

Gotta leave my phone alone I'm barely active on my Twitter
She DM's me hella sh*t
And she's fine hella thick
If her followers a thousand better know that Imma hit
I've been waiting just too long to say this now but this is it
I'm the next n*gga to come up and I did it all from my crib

I'm numero uno
These n*ggas number 2
These n*ggas basic
These n*ggas not the crew

They ask me how I do I do it just like this
This sh*t is sure to fire know I ain't gonna miss