Witt Lowry - My Mistake lyrics

rate me

Ft. Trippz Michaud

(Verse: Witt Lowry)

Haaa! I don't even know ya but we textin'

That turns into sextin', my mind you've been testin'

The one thing I lack, is a lack of affection

See just like we're math, I've been stacking my exes

Ya ain't the one, since ya I've been sipping in some

Yo new man ain't everythin' ya wish that he was

Ya hit Witt, and then quit

So in the long run ya just fuck with my feelings for fun

Say it! Ya love me right now well then prove it to me

I promise i'm different, that's hard to believe

Cos' ya talk talk talk, neva walk walk walk

Guess a lame muthafucka is all ya gon' be

Neva wanna be surface, I swim in the deep

Man I swim in the deep

Hate on my music, hate on my concepts

Honestly this is just me bein' me

So fuck yo opinion, I stick to my vision

Making this music and all the decisions

I'm sorry fake friends I was always too driven that

Caused a division ya hate but still listen, it's funny

Rap about money makes money, nowadays everybody wanting somethin' from me

Ya stealin' my style, going to have to tear it from me

I would neva dub it dub it down for ya dummies

(Hook: Trippz Michaud)

Try to make everybody happy that was my biggest mistake

I could show ya how we'll feel if ya don't get the fuck up out my face

I'mma blow run the show, that's somethin' I fuckin' know

I do this all on my own and thee only way we goin' is up

I won't stop for nothin' to say I'mma do this on my own

Now I'm sick and tired of runnin' away

And they show me where we going, it's so

(Verse 2: Trippz Michaud)

Bitch, you right in my hunnid youtube icon

What it to the kid a youtube icon?

Tried to make everyone out here happy, was I wrong?

People want to seek and fear

Wouldn't give in yo all-ways stay even worried, even talks fake

Home late and they copy-paste, talking about my mistakes

I guess you cant relate to the path that I chose to take

And piss you off and tell to my face

It's like a promise on a Twitter that's fake

You see the hate? It's a part of the fame

See my prowess is a part of the change

You been stuck in your ways, I been ridin' the wave

Yeah, too many things you been dyin' to say

With a tucker see what's goin' under my brain

I'm doin' well, I can't complain

It's hard, the pain, that made the art of chuck see the day

You don't like it, you go fuck yoself

And give yo pain to someone else

I know the best of the hand was dealt

You wouldn't talk the most, can't handle themselves

So you hearin' bout ascendin' they wealth

Your bare thoughts won't damage us

Noah's thinkin' prolly the mass will

Look into my eyes and see what they reveal

I'mma be a legend, I promise that fo' real, yeah!

(Hook: Trippz Michaud)

(Verse 3: Witt Lowry)

And I can't wait to go read all yo comments

Like 'Mark, only Mark, only talks about girls'

Ya listened to two songs, man, ya are too wrong

Here is my nut for ya internet squirrels

I’m spilling my world, Ya spilling yo' hate

It’s okay, ya a lame muthafucka will neva relate

I’m a shark in the tank, yo the ship that I sank

I can’t rap about money, there’s none in my bank

And to think! ya would eva stop hating

Biggest mistake was to eva start dating

That's time that I wasted, no time to be waiting

I should be at red rocket chilling with Payton

I'm waitin' on tables, but waitin' for tables to turn

And see Witt muthafucka till death on my urn

Now I'm next to the rest and y'all waitin' yo turn

But they want me fail, or to crash and to burn

So I, pour gas on the fire

Mutherfuck me?! See yo mom is a liar

I'm probably working while ya go get higher

Ya lookin' for real, well see I’m the supplier

Ya lookin' for talent, then pray for my toasts

You’re hopeless

I'm hoping ya notice, you’re fanbase is fake

And ya hope I don’t notice you’re full of more shit than the back of a rodent

Don’t act like ya know em! Yo rappin' is surface

I'm rapping a poem, a Trojan to catch poetry when she blow em

I told them! We were going to get it, built up a team

And a vision and always stick with it

It’s funny my style, ya bit it

But knowing how phoney ya are

Ya ain't neva admit it

Go harbor or go hard when yo girl want to get it

Get hard in the back, of a car do ya get it

Don’t need yo opinion, my life I'mma live it

I told em we'd do it, and all of us did it

My mind is the vines from my body entombed

I was built in the womb, but my mind on the moon

And I look in my room, like a fuckin' cocoon

When I'm leavin' my room, all ya rappers are doomed

Witt Lowry

What the fuck ya eva heard about me

Keep yo bullshit from around me

Two fingas up, you know nothin' about me

And one finga up, to a fuck tryin' to doubt me, ugh!