Exile lyrics
by YCK
West coast representing got no label independent
All my sadness never-ending got distaste and long resentment
For anybody approaching with shade you got me sideways
b*tch you barely started rapping you’re a f*cking lightweight
I got tenure better than your sh*tty track you went and made
Send a report in infringing my name ain’t getting known or even paid
Go away all that effort that you spent’s another waste
Stepping up to YCK I swear I turn em into paste
Creeping while I rummage found your track inside the rubbish
No one wanna repost all the garbage that you publish
Better delete up any evidence you rapping for your benefit
Your whole career a sad disgrace you paid for all the plays
Tell it how I tell it do I even gotta spell it
You a L O S E R now own that label and go sell it
No one even care but I’m thinking that it’s fair
sh*tty music sh*t results yeah the two do make a pair
I’m the physical embodiment of all the bad sh*t
That’s occurring in the world you hate to see it happen
Tell me numbers names of motherf*ckers dropping as often as I do
How many of these b*tches listening hate what I do
I be cold blooded it’s like I’m a reptile
Yeah I been among the best I’m the one percentile
I don’t f*ck with no one ever I’m alone in exile
You just do the same sh*t and I say that’s a dead style
Popping off I’m on the radar
Moving forward call me Neymar
I don’t care about the cash
They spend they’re subpar
b*tch don’t get it twisted
I’m a f*cking misfit
This sh*t ain’t adding up
And I know I’m no mathematician