Get Off Me

[Pre-Hook: L.A. VanGogh] What you call a workaholic Anxiety brawling night time to morning? Vampires keep them off me Like my aura dipped in garlic Bitch, get off me like [Hook: L.A. VanGogh & Manasseh] Don't push me 'cause I might push back, BITCH! I'm trying not to revert to old habits Don't push me 'cause I might push back, BITCH! I'm trying not to become target practice [Verse 1: L.A. VanGogh] 'Cause I can't really take no more bad news Lately, I've been bluer than a sad bruise A crip said he was envying my attitude Not affiliated, I just seen a lotta movies Not a little faded, I just had a lot of doobies I'm thinking Disney made it, I done met a lot of goofies I'm living in the matrix, Morpheus bout to recruit me I'm thinking cops are directors, the way they out here shooting Mistake a man with a badge for Stanley Kubrick Lens on his chest, he made a body cam film Stand still til your hands feel like an anvil Caught between the weight of the world and the mantle Heard ya tape, sound like you inspired by a landfill Meanwhile, I've been getting flyer than a handbill This just the tip of the anthill When it's time to eat, I'ma need 2 trays like Grant Hill 4 eyes, khaki complexion With 2020 vision like the next election Who am I? I be asking that every record Can't put my finger on it like a deadly weapon, but [Pre-Hook: L.A. VanGogh] What you call a workaholic Anxiety brawling night time to morning? Vampires keep them off me Like my aura dipped in garlic Bitch, get off me like [Hook: L.A. VanGogh & Manasseh] Don't push me 'cause I might push back, BITCH! I'm trying not to revert to old habits Don't push me 'cause I might push back, BITCH! I'm trying not to become target practice [Verse 2: L.A. VanGogh] 'Cause I ain't tryna be nobody's bad news My wardrobe told me it's feeling misused 'Cause I don't always wanna change but I have to I wonder if old foes laugh at me still Buzz getting so big it's got a gravity field But I'm cooler than a ventilated 'fridgerator In a state of Canada, mispronunciation major Sitting at a desk jotting on paper Tryna talk you through the games like my name Craig Sager Been inventive with the penmanship since old Segas Treat the money like facial hair, peach fuzz cash Until my money long as beards, I must stash I want a house with 4 stories like the basement got 3 sequels I want a story where they treat you like free equals Shout to Ambi, shouts to Manny, shouts to family, too Nosidam, if ever damaged then I got my crew They was skeptical when music's where I set my goal Especially since I'm eligible with college credentials But instead, I took those lessons To master self-expression And give you my perception Everything is subjective [Pre-Hook: L.A. VanGogh] What you call a workaholic Anxiety brawling night time to morning? Vampires keep them off me Like my aura dipped in garlic Bitch, get off me like [Bridge: L.A. VanGogh & Leah Jean] Hands up don't shoot Take a shot now Bartenders synonymous with the cops That ain't tequila that's coming outta them Glocks y'all (Repeat 3X) [Verse 3: femdot.] My young niggas is talking poles Big homies talking polls That and and popular votes Police talking in code and shoot niggas for no reason at all Rappers talking flows, here take a loan You ain’t know I go crazy All them niggas you idolize they don't phase me Got them being blue inside like the car that Jay-Z used to pick up his first daughter and old lady I'm so clever with mine Don't talk raps unless them hoes better than mine What's a blue live if it can’t handle crime? Hand of the law still out here severing spines But I ain't tripping I handle mine with precision Ambition, full of fictitious ideals, I bring to fruition Make decisions, to change the way that I'm probably living Occupy your mind for minutes to make that sure you feel him Tryna ball no pivot, unless we up in Austin No problem, unless we talking stress To be honest, man that's all that I know Just turned 21 hope I don't Don Juan Demarco But what you call a workaholic Who thinking more physics then logistics? The push back on niggas tryna shift this gifted spitter meaner than the grinch that stole Christmas [Hook: L.A. VanGogh & Manasseh] Don't push me 'cause I might push back, BITCH! I'm trying not to revert to old habits Don't push me 'cause I might push back, BITCH! I'm trying not to become target practice