OFF_KLS – Just a Regular Guy Lyrics

Just a Regular Guy – OFF_KLS Lyrics

Just a regular guy

MORDWEY (MORDWEY, MORDWEY, MORDWEY)

Ah, shit (Ha ha ha ha)

Ay, man, you know this be that-

This be that real East Side shit, bitch-ass nigga

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

Hold it to myself, always talking to myself

If I make a lot of money, I'ma hold it to myself

'Cause nobody ever understands me

Don't understand me? Then a nigga can't understand them

Tryna keep it generous, a nigga feel ambivalent 'bout all them people that keep being envious

Standing my ground really strong with myself

Can't switch no sides, oppositions can tell

This that real Caribbean ting

CW all across yo' screen

I'ma say this shit like every timе

I'ma keep representing, likе, "This my team"

Never gon' try to be someone else

Most of you niggas can't act like yourself

Every time you niggas lose I'ma keep on stacking trophies, same way that I stack my Gees

This that AWAL shit

Never sell out, we stay legit

Ain't got nobody behind my back patting me telling me, "We can't work with this, lil jit"

Sit in my room, record my song

Hop on the phone, and tell my bro

"Time to bring out that camera

Shit gon' get real, nigga, 'cause we ain't living no skit"

Hating on us, but these niggas be broke

Tryna live a rich life that they can't hold

I ain't even got that type of money yet

But, at least I'm humble, that's all I know

Stacking my hundreds and fifties and twenties

A rainbow is forming inside of my pockets

You niggas got rainbows too

But the type that walk around with a limp-ass wrist

You know what I'm talking about?

Niggas be bitches, and niggas be acting like dogs

Doing a trick for a treat

That's how them niggas are paid

Them niggas be taking it raw

Keep me away from 'em niggas

I even feel embarrassed to compete with them niggas

And usually I ain't embarrassed of shit

So, that's how you know how bad it is, nigga

Standing with a bat, so I can swing on these people

Then I make a home run, run away like illegals

And I'm waiting on my VISA

Watch a young nigga pull up in your city, top yo' charts without buying them fake streams

I'm the distributor holding a 100 percent

Don't flex on me and go pay yo' debts

A nigga eating good, and I don't gain weight

So, I thank the Lord, 'cause, nigga, I'm blessed

Wannabe rappers can't tell me shit

They say I suck, while they suck dick

I don't even rap for real

But it seems I'm killing these niggas lyrics for real

Even in the singing game there's a whole bunch of gay-ass shit

Niggas be selling they bodies like prostitutes

For a little bit of fame, and for a couple of extra views

They know it be going that way

No, I can't lie, I'm just a regular guy

Staying out of the way, slowly building my way to the sky

Anti-industry I am, here I go with this again

Can't be exhausted, can't be tired, I stay hungry, and I keep on hunting

Can't compete with me when it comes to this shit

I'm a real Antillean nigga

You don't wanna try me, nigga

Stay on that side, my nigga

I stand with my flag, my nigga

Anywhere I go, my nigga

Had to let 'em know, my nigga (ha)