BLANK SLATE Lyrics

Big steppa like a Sasquatch, bitch

I do not do no pep talk, bitch

I'm reppin' like a mascot, bitch

I check your timing with my black watch, kid

I'm moving to France, right over the hills, I got a lil' plan

Correct the demands, if they some fans, then I ain't makin' amends

I'm startin' to get over some shit, I still ain't get over a bitch

My mental's makin' some leaps like a track star

I'm runnin' this shit

Hugs and kisses to my ex, though, still thinkin' bout' that sex, though

I'm realizing that this shit ain't help the sad go

I keep on movin', I keep on movin'

This that 50mm film, man, how it feel?

Pull up to my crib and then I'm tryna know the deal

Scared of moving it too clearly so you can miss me

The feelings change, but the changes ain't comin' too quickly

I don't really like who I'm becomin'

I don't really like who I'm becomin'

I don't really like who I'm becomin'

I don't really like who I'm becomin'

We goin' separate ways, changing flights everyday

We don't really speak, but when we do, it's like it never changed

Hard to make mistakes, cause I made plenty already

When I walk up in the stage, you see me standing so deadly

Yeah, I'm rapping some medleys over my greatest beats

When you came on over, I put you on my to-be-released

Let you see within a part of me that I don't even show my family

And you always been ahead of me

Your maturity overruns my insecurity

I put this jewelry so no one ask, man, who is he?

Playin' these games so you don't make a fool of me

Cause I ain't ready for when you tell me you done with this foolery

I tested you first time we met, hope you remember

I confess all the moments we had, I did better

Either I live by the never, or search for possibility

But fuck em all, I'ma get you needin' me now

I don't really like who you becomin'

I don't really like who you becomin'

I don't really like who you becomin'

I don't really like who you becomin'

Clout chasin' and designer is your identity

I stopped havin' heart to hearts once they befriended me

I done got it out the mud, and I done did it of the muscle

On my Lakers 2020 if you keep me in a bubble

With my voice I'm breakin' walls and with my pain I'm changin' narratives

Cheated out of credits, now I'm makin' that imperative

Shit, my priority gets fucked up sometimes

I don't keep up with my friends, but I'm still puttin' my shit online