Proud

(álbum: Nevers Road - 2019)

The one and only Witt Lowry, so people call me Lowry
You talk a lot of shit when you don't even fucking know me
A bunch of fucking actors, think you all should win a Tony
Said I signed a fucking deal, like "Where, bitch? Show me!"
You became a fucking critic 'cause you lack any skill
Tried to make up with your mouth what you lack on the field
You don't even know yourself 'cause you lack being real
If all I rap about is love, then all they rap about is pills
To the man who hit and then ran in that crash
I wanna say: "Fuck you with every single ounce of fuck that I have"
Karma's coming, hope you're watching your back
You keep ignoring the facts
If passion mattered, I'd be covered in plaques, damn
Only offended if the shoe fits
You lie so much that you don't even know what truth is
I told 'em all from the start "Trust the blueprint"
TEAMWITT until my motherfucking death—that's the movement
Don't want it when I'm on the attack
I might just have to hit up Ninja just to borrow his mats
I might just have to hit up Chlo just to borrow his strats
A bunch of rappers sounding like they just been borrowing tracks
Used to laugh and poke fun but now the joke's on who?
You push papers for a living, guess the joke's on you
Despite your popular belief, the life you live you choose
And when you sacrifice for love, what do you actually lose?

You talk a lot, but you say the least
The closest you've ever been to a dream is you counting sheep
You used to count me out, now see the numbers and want a piece
It's sad to know you'll never be the one you pretend to be
I don't do good with mic, maybe should of it probably
All I want is trust, love, fun and some honesty
I've only scratched the surface of the person I want to be
But came a long way, I wanna say "Motherfucker, I'm proud of me!"