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Small Fish

kysbeats

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Lyrics

You stepped in the arena with a pea-sized brain,

Trying to drop bars, but you're bringing me pain.

Sitting in your mum's basement, typing all day,

While I'm out in the real world making my pay.

You're talking 'bout dissing, you're making a joke,

A broke little boy living off of a-poke.

You call it a hustle, you call it a grind?

You're wasting your life and you're falling behind.

I pull up with vision, you pull up with tears,

I've leveled right up while you've stayed here for years.

Small fish in a big pond, swimming with sharks,

You're glowing like a match in the dark,

Then you burn out quick when the real pressure hits,

You're falling apart, man, you're losing your wits.

I'm stacking the numbers, I'm building the P's,

While you're begging your mum for a cup of sweet tea.

Chorus

You're just a small fish, swimming in a deep lake,

Every single bar that you write is a cheap fake.

I'm a grand white shark, man, you're just a small tuna,

Thought you were a boss, but you're turning to a loser.

Go back to the basement, lock up the door,

You've been taking L's and you're hitting the floor.

Yeah, you're wasting your time while I'm making the cash,

One sweep of the tail and I turn you to ash.

You talk about writing, but your pen is so weak,

You run out of breath in the middle of a streak.

Look at your setup, look at your life,

Drama on the internet, causing your strife.

I'm out here securing the future and more,

While you're staring blankly at a cellar floor.

You think you're a savage, you think you're elite?

You're tripping on your words when you step on the street.

The contrast is crazy, the difference is clear,

I'm pocketing thousands while you're shedding a tear.

You spent all your hours just plotting a scheme,

Just to wake up and realize it was all a bad dream.

Don't mention my name when you're writing a track,

'Cause you know damn well I'm never looking back.

Chorus

You're just a small fish, swimming in a deep lake,

Every single bar that you write is a cheap fake.

I'm a grand white shark, man, you're just a small tuna,

Thought you were a boss, but you're turning to a loser.

Go back to the basement, lock up the door,

You've been taking L's and you're hitting the floor.

Yeah, you're wasting your time while I'm making the cash,

One sweep of the tail and I turn you to ash.

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