EXPECTINSHIT - Atwood

I’ma cook yall, no griddle, take a look dog

Your little sad raps got shit on

Oh you Lo-Fi, go cry, so tired

Of the ones that promote but can’t write for shit

I can’t like their shit, tried I swear

You scared to be yourself ‘cause it might just fail

A parody of life how I write these tales

I need some detail, at least you mean well

Eat the beat?

Yup, I ate the stems too

I hate to waste food, hate to straight diss

But damn it’s great fuel, so pray to Jesus

Like no one saved me bitch, who gon' save you?

Why you xpectin' shit from me?

I ain’t expctin' shit from me

Why you expectin' shit from me, bitch?

I ain’t vexed this shit funny

Why you expectin' shit from me?

I ain’t expectin' shit from me

Why you expectin' shit from me, bitch?

I ain’t vexed this shit funny

Shit I did five or six Vyvanses writing this

Right in my type of environment

Why’d you link mid?

You should private it

My advice is find a fucking psychiatrist

Hypnotize so rhyming’s not in your mind

But if I supply it, feels like lines in your sinuses

Why you tryin' shit?

Learn what silence is

Just a little bit of magic that Midas shit

Boy you second fiddle tiny lil violin

I see you cryin' why you tryna hide it?

It’s trifling

Why oh why you want to act like you nice with it?

What you expectin', a smile and shit?

Naw

Why you expectin' shit from me?

I ain’t expectin' shit from me

Why you expectin' shit from me, bitch?

I ain’t vexed this shit funny

Why you expectin' shit from me?

I ain’t expectin' shit from me

Why you expectin' shit from me, bitch?

I ain’t vexed this shit funny

What you expect from the boy?

Do not play with him

Bitch I been busy, like you gotta wait a bit

Stressing for verses like Spiderman pictures

You slapping your desk like you J. Jonah Jameson

Bitch I’m a menace, why you sweat me?

Need to get independent, not Mr. West

I’ma finish my sentence, I ain’t hit you back

‘Cause your shit’s not impressive now don’t get offended

What the fuck are you sayin' in your verse?

Think you’re playin' with your words, every line is a stretch

Feel bad when their feelings get hurt

So they all getting curved, what the fuck you expect?

Why you expectin' shit from me?

I ain’t expectin' shit from me

Why you expectin' shit from me, bitch?

I ain’t vexed this shit funny

Why you expectin' shit from me?

I ain’t expectin' shit from me

Why you expectin' shit from me, bitch?

I ain’t vexed this shit funny

Yesterday I had someone ask

When my new album’s gonna drop

I wanted to pop off but I shouldn’t though

‘Cause my album just dropped

I’ve had so many people that I used to know

Say boy you dope, and when you blow up

Just don’t forget us little folk

But truth is I already forgot

All in my spot, they gettin' swerved

Like they pedestrians

I’m getting all that I want

And they gonna learn that I don’t got extra

I keep my hands on the top

Self-driven like I’m whippin' a Tesla

Coincidental how you think you 'serve extra

Why you expectin' shit?

Bitch this profession