Untouchable

Yeah Big Nolt Untouchable That’s how a nigga be feeling Man, sometimes I feel untouchable Like I’ll be looking at my work like no one’s up with you Like if these niggas landlords, I'm the governor And if they play with me, they’ll have to pay deductibles Other times I feel untouchable Like I’ll be feeling like a ghost and I’m invisible Like I could do the fucking most, or make a miracle And they still won’t even tell me that “I’m hearing you” I swear the life of a writer, it just ain’t fair I post, looking low, visions of a faint hair While they listen to me spitting, hoping they get it I look up, pupils lit just to meet a blank stare It’s no doubt in my brain I put in major pain I’ll be in the plane dropping cans with advanced aim Leave that thing looking like Japan when the man came So why it ain’t no medals to my damn name? I put hours in the kitchen, in that bitch whipping Spices in there mixing, stand outside, and you could sniff it All for what? All for love of all the shit that I be kicking I make sure it’s hitting, just to share with the world like a family picnic But when I show off all my songs, I feel nobody get it Like if passions had a home, ain’t no one came to visit So now I’m on the sofa sitting, thinking what’s missing But I just heard myself spitting and now I’m like they tripping ‘Cause, sometimes I feel untouchable Like I’ll be looking at my work like no one’s up with you Like if these niggas landlords, I'm the governor And if they play with me, they’ll have to pay deductibles Other times I feel untouchable Like I’ll be feeling like a ghost and I’m invisible Like I could do the fucking most, or make a miracle And they still won’t even tell me that “I’m hearing you” Damn, looking back, I got it backwards You could fly Shorty out, and take her out for dinner after Take her back to the spot, then eat her out like she a platter Send her home with a band, and she gon’ STILL fuck another man So understand, you could come through with the perfect plan But that don’t always mean the payoff will be surfacing So you got to let her go and keep on showing them ‘Cause an L’ll always come in right before an M And in this rapping, hell of niggas be snapping Get on that track and make a classic, hell of niggas still napping And as a chef that’s hard to see, but you could not disagree That they don’t CARE for gourmet, all they care for is what they like to eat But as a favorite, I don’t think no one’ll pick me ‘Cause I can spit a whole verse and no one six feet And I ain’t trying to be like Durk or other MCs And I ain’t trying to be like Durk or other; damn, Sometimes I feel untouchable Like I’ll be looking at my work like no one’s up with you Like if these niggas landlords, I'm the governor And if they play with me, they’ll have to pay deductibles Other times I feel untouchable Like I’ll be feeling like a ghost and I’m invisible Like I could do the fucking most, or make a miracle And they still won’t even tell me that “I’m hearing you” Real shit This for all the artists out there And I ain’t just talking ‘bout music I know y’all feel a nigga Yeah