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don't call me a... - pzmst lyrics

[intro]
yeah
turn me up
yeah
turn me up
uh
pzmst uh huh
yeah yeah
don’t call me a
don’t call me a
ah

[verse 1]
i feel like corleone giving testimony
while i walk around like do they even know me
imposter syndrome eating macaroni
but i’m feelin’ jaded, so am i the phony
that’s okay though, i’m a cross of plato
minister in his prime just like berlusconi
in high school, i was a fly dude
but that was back then, now they waiting on me
alright, i do not f*ck with your gimmicks
don’t critic the lyrics, just listen
my image is never satiric, it’s human condition
ay
joe pesci with the goodfellas
a little messy but a good dresser
and i could paint houses with the words that i’m bouncing
that’s why the allure’s better
i could not dumb it down
and go treat my fans like a bunch of clowns, that’s real
i feel like i run this town
the amici and me have to run it down, that’s zeal
i became who i intended and that’s my perspective
whoever that want it can get it
this energy really kinetic, so buy out the tickets
‘cause this ain’t a show it’s a message
[hook]
don’t call me a fraud or call me a wog
or tell me about all these numbers on the board
don’t call me a god, or call me a p*wn
or try to just fit me to your little squad
this wasn’t the plan, i am what i am
i cannot fit into your frames on the gram
so call me the man, i’m so in demand
i turn all my enemies into my fans, ay
don’t call me a fraud or call me a wog
or tell me about all these numbers on the board
don’t call me a god, or call me a p*wn
or try to just fit me to your little squad
this wasn’t the plan, i am what i am
i cannot fit into your frames on the gram
so call me the man, i’m so in demand
i turn all my enemies into my fans, ay

[verse 2]
so now i need all the smoke, i need all the hits
i need all these things on my bucket list
i need your girl when nothing fits
to come buss it down and just cuff my wrists
i ain’t tryna hear from your publicist
do not give me advice how to run this b*tch
i see the crowd moving, and the love i get
so here’s my middle finger as a subtle hint
i’m cool, this is a land that was stolen
excuse the emotion, but i’m not rolling with the fools
acting so pious, the gatekeeper’s biased
and you can not come around make the rules
f*ck being stable, i’m turning the tables
no longer just waiting for you to approve
did it alone, now i’m back in my zone
and i’m stuck in my ways, so i just hit a groove
ugh ugh
i got my foot on the gas, and one on the brakes
pull up and i brace, can this take me to sp*ce
the thrill of the chase got me finding my grace
d*mn, i’m trying to start up this business
i’m feeling so d*mn ambitious
tryna turn cons into pros, and prose into profits
and that’s at the top of my wishlist
i need a witness
[hook]
don’t call me a fraud or call me a wog
or tell me about all these numbers on the board
don’t call me a god, or call me a p*wn
or try to just fit me to your little squad
this wasn’t the plan, i am what i am
i cannot fit into your frames on the gram
so call me the man, i’m so in demand
i turn all my enemies into my fans, ay
don’t call me a fraud or call me a wog
or tell me about all these numbers on the board
don’t call me a god, or call me a p*wn
or try to just fit me to your little squad
this wasn’t the plan, i am what i am
i cannot fit into your frames on the gram
so call me the man, i’m so in demand
i turn all my enemies into my fans, ay

[outro]
don’t call me a fraud or call me a wog
or tell me about all these numbers on the board
don’t call me a god, or call me a p*wn
or try to just fit me to your little squad
uh
ay
ha

- pzmst lyrics

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