I'm Not A Rapper

I'm Not A Rapper - LidoLido

I was named after my grandpa

Raised by both parents

Grew up spending a lot of time with my grandma

Y'all don't really give a damn huh

Afraid of missing the moment somebody bring the camera

Might be a Kodak

Capable of great things sorry but I know that

And I know dudes that wanna go back

That's why I feel the need to hold back

Tell me I'm spoiled my folks knew what I needed

In a bad game but the parenting succeeded

So I play fair I'm on that fair play

That don't necessarily mean that I'mma stay there

Pardon the concentration

I always think about chord progressions while having a conversation

So what was it that you said

Is it going to my head

Growing on stories that I've read

And I don't feel the need to be out partying instead

Spend my days mumbling in a studio

In a business based on who we know

Maybe I should get my priorities in order

I keep thinking of all the thoughts I've never thought of

This world is confused

So I'm trynna spend more time caressing my girl than my shoes

She feel like I don't write about her and I should

But what is there to say when everything is all good

Now she's like matter fact

Don't do it don't put me in a rap

The metaphors is heavy she won't know how to act

I rap about my ex and trust me I don't want her back

Somebody clap somebody bring a plaque

Truly sorry I forgot to read what's on the back

Steel expression facing a magnet

I went to that same place out of habit

She can't face that we had it

Check under the carpet for traces of magic

She came into my life to spread some light in it

Had to let go of her hand so I could write with it

They not liking it

Everything I say must be coded or else somebody might get it

And as we play on

I'm frustrated 'bout the crayons she stay on

I don't mess up usually

There's a last name where a heart used to be now

And I don't fight with my emotions

Doors steady open keys are my devotion

And everyone moving in slow motion

Like they trynna run it at the bottom of the ocean

I ain't trynna get no drama

So I do my teachers like they did Obama

I'm not a dropout

But at times I've been one drop from dropping out

And all I know is open arms never been rejected

Though I recall the feeling of being neglected

Thanks to my mom I am well reflected

So you don't need to explain homie I get it

Bitter dudes say I sound like so and so

Translation sound like I'm going pro

And it's hard keeping it on the low

When the people that matter tell you you're on a roll

Small fears all cares

As long as you are something they can call theirs

Got songs that gotta wait like 4 years

So tell me who I am man I'm all ears

And there was no doubt

'Till I found myself in a big city all alone in a hotel room

Like this is what I sell to'em

They say I'm sick and they hope that I get well soon

Mom stressed I never eat and I keep underestimating sleep

I'm just trynna put a blessing on a beat

And make those who do stop questioning the leap

Confession from a geek the truth goes

I actually write better wearing new clothes

And watching these rappers makes me wanna do shows

Too many cameras help me come up with a new pose

Head's wishing time would be reversible

I'm a part of a new era see we personal

What do I put so much thought into these verses for

Looking around like do I have to curse to blow

Maybe I'm just thinking too much

Analyzing everything I'm shrinking too much

They say I'm bigger than myself

No connection to reality I'm blinking too much

Let's be honest for a minute

Close my eyes I'm not seeing any limit

Going more places than a stewardess

I'm not a rapper

I just sound good doing this