Текст песни Waist Down (Extended Version) - Token
Back
in
the
day,
all
anyone
did
was
overlook
me
Now,
when
they
look
down,
They
tryna'
pass
the
crown
to
where
it
should
be
Define
a
rookie
Define
it,
I've
been
a
boss
since
thirteen
No
wonder
why
no
one
understood
me,
all
goodie
All
gravy
Y'all
say
we've
gone
crazy,
but
we
ain't
gone
anywhere
Except
the
places
that
pay
me
Where
everybody
just
praise
me
So
if
you
ain't
with
A-team
You
can
suck
a
dick,
get
rabies,
and
then
die
Yea,
right
there
I
got
a
new
idea
I
got
a
brand-new
idea
for
you
my
dear
If
you
don't
like
being
called
stupid,
Stop
being
stupid,
Cause
I'ma'
fucking
call
you
stupid
if
you
do
that
there
Yea,
I
got
some
rappers
confidence
For
every
fake
fan
with
a
backwards
compliment
Master
actors
who
matter
not
a
bit
Bomb
has
been
set,
detonation
approximately
now
And
I've
been
plotting
on
the
low
But
I
don't
really
want
to
keep
it
on
the
low
no
more
So
I'ma'
need
all
of
your
hands
in
the
air
the
Goddamn
second
that
I
decide
I
want
to
go
on
tour
Saying
I
don't
give
a
fuck
I
don't
give
a
fuck
like
I'm
paralyzed
from
the
waist
down
Waist
down,
waist
down,
waist
down
Saying
I
don't
give
a
fuck
I
don't
give
a
fuck
like
I'm
paralysed
from
the
waist
down
Waist
down,
waist
down
Way
down
to
rockbottom
I
send
y'all.
Token
is
a
genius
I
don't
give
a
fuck;
I'm
on
some
paraplegic
shit
You
feel
me?
I
ain't
feeling
y'all
I
got
no
feeling
in
my
legs,
wheelchairs
I
pop
a
wheelie
on
I
am
really
on
17
and
I
got
funders
with
their
hands
out
talking
'bout
a
million
But
I
don't
take
no
handouts
off
air
You
don't
need
to
scratch
my
back;
I
got
me
a
massage
chair
That's
right.
Everybody
act
like
they're
living
the
exact
life
Everybody
tryna'
be
like
everybody,
No
one
tryna'
be
an
individual
and
that's
like
Getting
a
flashlight
to
mask
light
A
blackeye
to
have
sight
A
bad
guy
to
act
nice
A
traffic
light
to
crash
bikes
An
appetite
to
snack
light
An
afterlife
to
flatline
A
rabbi
to
baptize
And
bragging
on
the
Internet
just
means
you
got
a
fake
Ego
filled
with
insecurities
killing
you
and
that's
why
And
I've
been
plotting
on
the
low
But
I
don't
really
want
to
keep
it
on
the
low
no
more
So
I'ma'
need
all
of
your
hands
in
the
air
the
Goddamn
second
that
I
decide
I
want
to
go
on
tour
Saying
I
don't
give
a
fuck
I
don't
give
a
fuck
like
I'm
paralyzed
from
the
waist
down
Waist
down,
waist
down,
waist
down
Saying
I
don't
give
a
fuck
I
don't
give
a
fuck
like
I'm
paralysed
from
the
waist
down
Waist
down,
waist
down
Stop,
stop,
stop...
Wh-,
what's-,
what's
the
problem?
Token,
this
is
one
of
the
stupidest
songs
I've
ever
heard
in
my
life
Wh-,
why,
why
is
it
stupid?
I
mean,
the
whole
idea,
like,
You
don't
give
a
fuck,
like,
you
can't
have
sex...
Well,
yeah...
...I
mean,
that's
not
original,
like,
that's
not
cool
Well,
I
thought
it
sounded
kinda
cool
No
no,
like,
I
mean,
it
really
didn't
sound
good
either
Oh,
well,
I'm
sorry...
You
know,
next
time
you
have
me
come
to
the
Studio,
can
you
at
least
have
some
real
shit
ready
for
me?
Oh,
is
that
so?
The
second
I
start
having
fun,
Token's
an
asshole
They
said
I
be
doing
the
same
shit,
Everybody
wants
something
that's
new
now,
Well
right
when
I
change
it
up,
I'm
whack
though
Oh,
that
makes
sense,
I
got
it
Everybody
have
some
fun,
except
the
artist
Everybody
loved
me
when
I
recorded
out
of
the
closet
Then
a
blog
picked
it
up,
yep,
that's
garbage
Oh.
I
got
some
rappers
confidence
to
Every
fake
fan
with
a
backwards
compliment
You
think
I
slid
that
line
in
there
with
no
consciousness?
I
see
the
fake
fans,
I'm
who
they
want
a
problem
with
Like
I
ain't
giving
my
all
to
this
When
I
am
trying
to
alter
this
Questioning
all
of
my
motives
when
I'm
just
trying
to
make
momma
rich
And
I
just
want
to
see
daddy
happy,
They
just
want
to
see
bars
and
shit
Consequence
calling
this
confidence
cockiness,
God
forbid
God
forbid
I'm
comfortable
enough
to
switch
the
scene
Sometimes
I
don't
want
to
walk
down
a
little
street
With
metaphor
metamorphosis
and
similar
similes
Sometimes
I
want
to
fuck
around
dawg,
I'm
seventeen
Sometimes
I
don't
want
to
be
serious
Sometimes
I
don't
want
to
be
Mr.
Lyricist
Sometimes
I
wonder
why
they
judge
me
Sometimes
I
want
to
put
a
jet
engine
on
a
Wheelchair
cause
I
think
it's
fucking
funny
And
now
they're
wondering
if
I'm
still
really
that
hungry
They're
wondering
if
I'm
getting
comfortable,
I
feel
uncomfortable
cause
a
second
ago
you
motherfuckers
loved
me
And
I've
been
working
harder
than
Ever
to
get
to
the
next
level
of
flights
You're
either
afraid
to
let
me
go
or
you're
afraid
of
heights
Waist
down,
waist
down
Let
me
spit
a
simple
hook
for
everyone
who
ain't
staying
around
They
want
me
to
pigeonhole
myself
and
fall
Show
me
where
happiness
is,
'cause
it
ain't
with
y'all
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1 Self Taught
2 Happiness
3 Necessary Evil
4 Method
5 Exception
6 Waist Down (Extended Version)
7 Stop Hitting Me
8 Mommas Favorite Chair
9 Shyea
10 Real Man
11 #BadMemory
12 Just a Couple More Words
13 Shavings
14 Perfect
15 Mass Reform
16 Lost
17 Self Made
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