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the lone knight - pattyo lyrics

[verse 1:]
yeah, this is my escape
this is my estate, this is where i stay
p*ssed at my mistakes, pictures that i paint
listen all the hate, deaf to it
stayin’ up, no rest, screw it
worry about what the rest doin’, tell myself to just do me
excuse me, i come off full of sh*t, got a lot on my plate
you got your life all set up, great, i’m steppin’ up to the plate
b*tch, i’m enterin’ the playin’ field, but am i at the right gate?
evil sh*t in this game i play, i say what’s best for me
when i got the drivе for the trip, how much gas fits in the tank?
how many hours waste in a day?
cloudеd thoughts sit in my brain
tryna find the right train for it
solely trained for it, who the f*ck gonna do the right thing for it
for me, sh*t, of course me
pray for it, tryna find me a saint for it
knowin’ everything is paid for, all you see, everything is laid down for
sold ya ssoul, just to get a couple albums sold, mine for gold
rappin’ like i’m in a rush, what’s timin’, ha
hittin’ on the clutch drivin’, i’m realizin’
that just cause they friendly don’t mean they family
wishin’ my sh*t, wishin’ my sh*t was hands*free
anxious about climbin’ up the hill, antsy
sh*t be hurting me, jealousy and envy
is starting to be a reoccurring theme, ain’t n0body reassuring me
i’ma make it, i’m live now, but are they even gonna tape it?
i’m cookin’ up, but are they even gonna taste it?
what if they hear my sh*t and they think it’s basic
are they even gonna say sh*t? just face it
lone knight goes, lone knight goes home
lone knight

[verse 2:]
yeah, all they talk about is “hardest white boy since jack”
man, f*ck all that, i’m the hottest motherf*ckin’ in rap, that’s “since pat”
i’m just tryna make an impact, bars hit hard like you been smacked
take a look at rap, lately sh*t about double taps
which turns into rushed and trouble raps
ay throw that cash
i’d be mad, only reason b*tches even looked to me
cause my parents got a f*ckin’ bunch of stacks
hope i get me f*ckin’ couple fans
that like my wraps, like i’m matt milano blitzing through the gap
r.i.p. to the bars that i missed that
popped in my head, forgot to write down
shout out to the people who wish i put the mic down
b*tch, i might drown, no clb b*tch, pipe down
you hear what i say, you might frown
i’m bout to say what i feel like
get a real life, you chronically online
on the mic, i deliver sh*t, amazon prime
once in my life showed up to this sh*t, and i’m on time
y’all be so blind, tell me what’s a artist without his own mind
tryna do me focus like he ain’t passed his own prime
that ain’t nothin’ to f*ckin’ celebrate about
f*ck it man, i’m workin’ out, no fitbit sh*t
i’m in the cut, no wrist slit sh*t
don’t tell me if i can or can’t, b*tch i’ma kick the sh*t
i been with this sh*t, ever since i was f*ckin’ spittin’ sh*t
up in middle school with that boy trevor mills
and that milkman who lil’
and you bet i’m ill, got a head of steel
b*tch, put me on a pedestal
flow smooth, cetaphil, b*tch
even in my sleep, better still

- pattyo lyrics

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