Dayme brain tryna inflate, may be ingrown
So I'm growin' pains (oh no)
I'm a no-name near the Seaver home, unclothed; untamed (tamed)
Gnawin' on the reign that I'm hangin' from
Trained (trained)
Yall is but I'm un (yeah)
Fell off, god, amen (yeah)
I'm knotted, not an (not an)
Open, book (okay)
Well maybe I am, but I'm a couple stories higher then (ooh)
I am aware that whatever bed they're lyin' in, they're lyin' in (they're lying)
If their label is the lion den
I'm Matt Damon-in and buyin' a zoo
They too easy to own, I'm awful at this
Ain't no savant, no Grey Poupon, or pistols
I'm never raw, gotta rewrite, find a right hook
Got the jaw of a great white, wanna right hook?
Playin'
Wanted to enjoy the rays, floated on rough sound waves
That's why I'm drowned down in a deep lake (yeah?)
Now I can't behave (nah)
Or be had (ugh)
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[Chorus]
So this is not for everybody (everybody)
Nah, this is not for everybody (everybody)
Listen (listen)
I'm aware (I'm aware)
This is not for everybody (everybody)
It may not
It may not be for anybody (anybody)
So fuck it
[Verse 2]
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I ain't, tryna stand up to no giants (nah)
I'm a Great Dane, wit a collar green, cowardice
How can I?
Maybe I'd be better off hoppin' on some new waves
To woo fame, the "who?" train
The too same, oh Hussein
Can I get on? (Please?)
I want the ridicule of fans, and to dance wit my hands out
Dollars in the bands, finna fall round the ground
Got my pants down
Bendin' over countin', feelin' hands on my yams
Cams stand in a trance, they demandin' the man stay planted
Feelin' way cramped in a cold, dark candle-lit mansion
It's rancid, it's cancer, and I cannot cancel it
Fuck, wow
That was uncalled for
A cold call, a hoe call
Put them hands down
I lie far from phony, views forthright
I ain't a fan of mine, less of a fan of yours
You're mine, but in denial (absolutely not)
I get it, songs so left-field, light not so lime, more lemony
Somehow stuck in your mouth, right? (woo)
And it's the rind you bit
I don't even know where I'm goin' wit this
[Chorus]
This is not for everybody (everybody)
Ooh no, no (no, no)
This is not for everybody (everybody)
No ma'am (no ma'am)
It's probably not for anybody (anybody)
If I'm being honest with myself (and I am)
Unless I count as anybody (anybody)
Yeah, cause I feel good (woo!)
Like I could take on everybody (everybody)
Yeah, you know what?
I'ma take on everybody (everybody)
Ahh, well, maybe not everybody
But this is not for everybody (everybody)
And I am not just anybody
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