Whitney Peyton

I Got It
This how you doing me? Industry treated me ugly I’ve taken it beautifully So many hate on me nobody bodied me Go ahead show me that eulogy I got no warm welcome Up in this bitch and it’s feelin like 2 degrees You got an instagram model? Well I got a bitch who got two degrees Who really getting it? who really ain't? Who’s on the internet? who’s in your face? Who’s on the facebook? who’s on the stage? I stay on tour for like 200 days, yearly I know these labels can hear me Bitches gon' act like I’m failing’ I don't do mumble I’m sayin it clearly I spit it i mean it sincerely Half of these critics be calling me ugly Half of em wish they were fuckin me Its hard to tell who be dissing me From all the one’s who in love with me Ooo its so humbling Does she do rap or do rock? Does she do men or do women? Been this way since the beginning Guess I’m no good at decisions Don’t need permission to be who i am SongtexteIm on a mission Im up 2 AM I fell in love with the pen Hip hop don’t love me? then fuck the consent I been making this bread Last year I bought 2 cars Next year think buyin a benz Last year i was stabbed in the back Its cool I’ve been finding’ new friends I- I- I got it Don’t worry bout me Don't you worry bout me, I I- I- got it (ah, ah, ah, ah) Y’all tryin make all these femces be enemies Just for the drama it's fuckin' upsetting Shout out to Reverie, shout out to Snow Shout out Nova and Debbie Shout out Justina, Alyssa Marie Gangsta Boo, every one else that i missed Media been on some shit actin like only 1 chick can exist We got a list And I’m given no fucks about top 50 I don’t want fans who do not get me I been suicidal and down at the bottom So none of this gossip is botherin' me I’m proud of me, the clouds were surrounding me I used all the lightning to power me I grow when i soak up the mud and the puddles From others who wanna rain down on me I got the urge! I got the urge to come and kill it Been a minute since I had this feelin I’m re-incentivized and reinvented What a blessing’, I get that work (I get that work) Thats in my DNA thats in my bloodline I’m finna be ok baby its crunch time I don’t take breaks or do lunch time Trust me, I’m feelin so lonely I think that nobody knows me Its kinda weird to be young in the game But so deep in the pain that you feel like an OG Been on the main stage, still treated like nosebleeds I changed my hair and appearance To symbolize there is no way That I feel like the old me (got it) CHORUS REPEATS Aus Songtexte Mania