Private - WONG.

All my shit I keep it private

Honestly, man, I’m like «k», ey

An appointment with myself, ey

I’ll be running late to my date, ey

I’ve been letting myself down

Probably I need a break ah, uh

I won’t fake it, use no makeup

It’s a long way to the top, uh up

Don’t try to make any eye contact, nah

Man, I won’t vibe to your energy

I don’t know what is inside of me

Man, I failed in to the academy

And I’ll fail, and that’s probably

But fuck it get outside of me

I guess this a catastrophe

I’ll be chilling, drinking my coffee

Call it a date, that’s you and me

Don’t bring no hate, asking you please

Give me some rate, but I won’t knee

Maybe a bate, it’s what I need

Second thought, I’ll be gone

If you need me I’ll be writing my next song

OMG, what’s the tone

I remember that my last name, man, is WONG

What I need? I don’t know

Probably I’m waiting for my show

Yeah, what’s up? I do work

Sometimes I feel I have a clone

Reloading the clip

And I’ve been aiming at it

God, I’ve been telling I need to bag couple mill

Tell me where I need to sign my next deal?

By themselves they won’t pay, God I’m talking 'bout bills

Now I’m in the city, I won’t go back to the ville

Saving couple dollars tryna get a mobile

If you’re hearing this, tell me if it’s sound real

And if it doesn’t, just make sure …

All my shit I keep it private

Honestly, man, I’m like «k», ey

An appointment with myself, ey

I’ll be running late to my date, ey