DRMLND - Act Loud lyrics

[Verse 1: BTK] Born and raised in Pomona No connections Show up for breakfast and jokes With a side of local lessons My vocals flex when I get tested Over slow progression But I've been stressin' over everything And chose to be restless, no money for nothin' Just checkin' my track list Don't step in my past it's Best to get past it All I do is drink and dream about the thought of money Funny how I've been becoming somethin' Undeniable, f** it I hope they love it Ion ever bluff, every thing I say I live it That's why you won't catch me sayin' I cook dope up in the kitchen Water whippin', sippin' ice cold double cups Smokin' and flippin', you trippin' Boy listen, I grew up down south Born in Putnam County, Florida Finally 18, I've been whippin' the Toyota Addicted to p**y, soda, beats, beer and sofas 'nother drop out at 16, I never gained a diploma [Hook: BTK] All night writin' L's, bout to pa** out You say you real, you ain't fake, what's the mask bout? I've been watchin', I've been waitin', where's ya trap house? I have no time for a fool who wanna act loud (x2) [Verse 2: BTK] Loud boy, p**y try to come and get the crown boy You gon' drown in the crowd Opportunities a waste, face it, basically you late Takin' over with the pace, raisin' shoulders to the ba** Tongue and p**y, love the taste Praise the Lord for better days Never learned how to skate But I can make a mixtape Dude with the beats Boo, I been beast Never had a crew long enough To say we made a label Just fables with rumors under the table Emotional state ain't stable I'd hate to say that faith made it a way for me To come and say I haven't been able to be grateful But I can't take it I'm tempted to pistol pop it Make an attempt to get fatal f**in' hateful to everybody Ex just left Friends feel gone I'm left with some thoughts in my head I'd rather be dead, it's best if I can take an eternal rest Circles a f**in' mess And I'm done with this verbal test [Hook: BTK] [Verse 3: BTK] Loud boy, and I ain't tryna keep it clean f** a PG, Rated R, resurrect a G I'm just another reject who won't reflect On all the sh** he reset when he met The bottle full of neglect, I get respect When I select an individual to diss-respect Won't let another MC take my place Till I'm impressed with their perplexity Cause I'm obsessed with music and depressed No one else is leaning towards my goal of success Guess there isn't anymore Promethazine left I'm definitely the best, at being consistently stressed This industry's rep is visibly empty unless They sign a boy like me, who got stories About his people splitting up Cause Crack Cocaine No triple C's, I can't stand em I guess I got crippled feet I'm sick from this disease, no sleep Can't breathe Cause I'm up [Hook: BTK]