Lyrics Naked - Tom MacDonald

Naked

I’m doing my best
I keep telling y’all that I’m stressed
Give it everything and no less
They are really good but I’m best
Go in number one look what’s next
Made like twenty million, no flex
They all shooting at me, no vest
Please stop praying for me, I’m blessed
Keep my circle small, no guests
Got anxiety in my chest
I can’t lie to y’all, I’m depressed
My life wild, dog, I’m a mess
Got security for the threats
All these enemies that I get
Tryna find a little respect
They been speaking outta they neck
It’s been screwing with me, no sex, God
Feel like I’m the best
I just keep on shutting down these features
Like they frozen on my desktop
Yes, y’all
Eating all these rappers like a mess hall
Thousand miles an hour
I don’t ever take a rest stop
Slept on
Homie you should probably save your breath, dog
I ain’t tryna hear it
'Cause lately I just forget Lord’s
Pep talks
I don’t need advice or to be checked on
I just need my wifey
In a bed that I can rest on
even when I’m naked
Haters, that’s heartbreaking, ain’t it?
Yeah
even when I’m naked
Haters, that’s heartbreaking, ain’t it?
You know I’m the man
I built all of this with my hands
Ain’t no record label, just fans
I do everything that I can
I’d do anything for my fam
Ain’t no diamonds on me, no brands
Gave like a hundred grand to my dad
This all going according to my plan
This my destiny, it ain’t chance
Y’all cancel me like Rosanne
Y’all so jelly, I mean no jam
Y’all the type of folk I can’t stand
Can’t get clout?
Don’t give no damns
I got plaques on plaques on plaques
On plaques on plaques
I’m just doing what they can’t
No cap no cap no cap no cap no cap, y’all
Feel like I’m the rap god
No, that ain’t a diss on Eminem
He practically why I rap, dog
Paparazzi cameras
See the flash in my backyard
Addicted to my work
'Cause my world doper than crack rocks
Back off, let me blast off
When we last talked, it was drama
I ain’t playing with you like a sandbox
I ain’t hanging with you, tryna trash talk
I been cutting ties like a hack saw
Y’all been on my balls like a handjob
sitting with me like a lapdog
And I keep my word like a chat log, yuh
even when I’m naked
Haters, that’s heartbreaking, ain’t it?
Yeah
even when I’m naked
Haters, that’s heartbreaking, ain’t it?
I’m ready to go
It’s like if you know then you know
I ain’t keeping enemies close
If you’re bros on bros we’re bros
You might wanna whip me, I don’t
I ain’t running round with no hoes
I don’t live my life by your code
I just work my hands to the bone
I don’t grind it out of for the dough
I need peace inside of my soul
I need karma helping me grow
I need love inside of my home
Pray I fail, I promise I won’t
All my album plaques made of gold
Man, I stacked up five in a row
Man, I don’t got no rich haters
All of them are dumb broke
Stab me in the back
I’m leaving cut-throat
Skipping over everyone
Don’t even need a jump rope
Gun smoke
Took so many shots I should be blood soaked
Aiming for the stars
I keep it moving like a tug boat
Young folks
I know that it’s hard for y’all to trust most
Life gets so confusing
So stay tuned to what your gut knows
Rough roads
Always make it tough to keep your cup full
If you can’t take the heat
Then you’ll find out when you get sun stroke
even when I’m naked
Haters, that’s heartbreaking, ain’t it?
Yeah
even when I’m naked
Haters, that’s heartbreaking, ain’t it?
even when I’m naked
Haters, that’s heartbreaking, ain’t it?
Yeah
even when I’m naked
Haters, that’s heartbreaking, ain’t it?