Opinions - Packy

People got a lotta shit to say

Same person that was nothing yesterday’s the shit today

Living in the moment, everyone’s a prisoner

Everybody’s talking, nobody’s a listener

Whatev’s

I’ma get my ass to the top, like a butthead

How could I not make money from the city of the Ducketts

They say it’s luck, it’s all about the timin'

Luckily, I agree, so I put the time in

Tell me that I’ll ne-ne-ne-ne-never make it

Make your promises to me, I promise that you b-b-break 'em

I’m not even mad, people stay up on some other shit

One minute you hate it, and the next minute you’re lovin' it

Keep on saying bullshit, I’ll just keep on duckin' it

One day my pocket’s gonna have more than a buck in it

And you can suck on it and take your two cents

Haters getting so old, they can’t even be a nuisance

I don’t know what Pat thinks he’s doin'

Does he realize that he’s just a white kid from private school

And his music’s wack anyway, so where’s he really think he’s going?

He used to be smart, now he’ll end up being no one

Well, he said, she said

Me?

I give zero shits

I’ma fly above it all, I’m on my superhero shit

Say what you want about me

Say what you, say what you want about me

People got a lotta shit to say

Acting like they know me when they only met me yesterday and

Some old girl’s got a big head

Thinking my songs are 'bout them, like they’re the only chick I ever met

Get a grip, you ain’t all that

I don’t think about you girl, not even as a fallback, sorry

It’s just that rumors kinda get to me

Messing up good things with girls that’s into me

So I just put that shit on paper, get to ventilatin'

Contemplatin', 'bout the chicks that I been datin'

I been takin' way too many ladies at their word

Maybe it’s just time for me to kick 'em to the curb, thanks

I’m an asshole?

Fine, if it helps you sleep

Call me what you want, just don’t call when you wanna cheat

Saying you’re an angel, while you touching me and talking sweet

Saying it don’t make it true, baby boo, talk is cheap

Patrick, I heard you’ve been talking to her behind my back

What is that shit?

You don’t be with me?

I keep on hearing things, I thought I knew you better, you’re a dog

Why can’t you commit to me?

I don’t see what more you could want

Well, he said, she said

Me?

I give zero shits

I’ma fly above it all, I’m on my superhero shit

Say what you want about me

Say what you, say what you want about me

People got a lotta shit to say

They want me to get my weight up, I want 'em to get away

Like do this, do that, it’s the only way to make it

Some people only give advice, but don’t know how to take it

Living vicari-ously through me

Tryna get me to the top so they can say they knew me

Shit, there’s a reason I’m ahead of y’all

I ain’t let you get involved or get up in my head at all

So

Middle finger to suggestions

No to all your questions

Too late for the veterans and sorry to the freshmen

I don’t got time for the Q&A

Truly I’m doing me, don’t try to get me to LA, I’m good

If you got all the secrets boy, use 'em

But if you don’t, don’t take my digits boy, lose 'em

I ain’t for no games, I’m not living in your lie

If you really are the man, why you all in, all in, my damn business?

Yo, yo, Packy, I’m a big fan

Look, I think you got what it takes, so here’s the quick plan

Oh, by the way, I rap too

Collab man, we have to

Soon as we make a track together, trust me, you’ll be that dude

Well, he said, she said

Me?

I give zero shits

I’ma fly above it all, I’m on my superhero shit

Say what you want about me

Say what you, say what you want about me