Childish Gambino — Untouchable

[Verse 1] Childish Gambino, yeah, my voice is annoying So I don't talk, I let the streets talk for me Yeah, these girls crazy, half got children I hate their ex-boyfriends, call 'em Scott Pilgrim I'm fucking girls I really shouldn't be fucking with But if we get caught, we just hand it off to our publicists Plus, I hang with some of their ex-boyfriends What can I say? I make bad choices Culdesac dropped, day one, five figures Fish fry, nigga, fry mine bigger Still unsigned, fans saying "What's the hold out When every show you've ever done's been sold out?" I always wondered what this Hollywood would do to me "Who's that rapping—Yo, it's Troy from Community!" "Fuck that man, dude, you lying like a muh'fuck! Besides, the beat's real good, but the lyrics suck." Well I made the beat too, yeah, soak it in I'm a phenom, nigga, where the fuck you been? People say that I should be more humble And I hope they understand that they don't listen when you mumble And it only takes a lie to make a dynasty crumble That why I catch feelings and these other dudes fumble I'm not playing, this music's something that I care about I take your shit to the streets, watch me air it out Get the check, deposit the shit at Maxfield Feeling myself, I don't even need an ex-pill "I wish he'd do a funny rap, like SNL did." If I don't take myself serious, who the fuck else will? And to the critics with reviews that were more than sour Is it strange having jobs I can do tomorrow? You bitches don't like shit, and it's kinda sad I like food, sex, clothes, watching Breaking Bad I’m something that these cool kids never really had That's why these nerdy kids come find me on the internet I wanna be different, I wanna do it good Not another actor-turn-rapper in movies 'bout the hood Niggas say they want the real, but get mad when they hear the truth Please forgive them, father, for they're not knowing what they do I make this music so these younger dudes don't have to choose Trying to hate me means you really hate you [Hook] Life goes fast and I'm holding on tight I let things go when I'm holding this mic And it's six in the morn', I've been writing all night If I keep on going, I'm hoping I might be Untouchable, untouchable, untouchable [Verse 2] My dad called saying, "Son, are you okay? I just listened to ‘The Last’ on your mixtape." Dad, I'm fine, you just need to understand When I'm rapping on a track, that's exactly who I am And all my smart friends saying, "I really liked your album, dude But you could be the next Mos Def if you wanted to." Dear friends, I respect your responses But my life is a dream, so I rap unconscious I'm sorry guys, I hope I didn't let you down I rap what I know, I hope the fans will work it out Not conceited, but sick of trying to lay low No drugs, I'm just tryna tell 'Ye "yo.” Online dudes shouting out that they better than me I'm doing three other jobs, bitch, you better be Cause if you're trying really hard, that's embarrassing I won't stop until I'm fucking running everything The more I rap, the more I'm harder to follow I get a text from Questlove, I gotta call ‘em tomorrow Coming harder than other dudes, it's harder to swallow That I'm blowing up; 13 Mission: Apollo Fuck niggas who doubted me, eat your words, it's a feast I used to hear "Nah's" all the time like Kelis Fuck the old Donald Glover, yeah, I'm glad he's deceased Cause that sad weak being's been replaced with a beast [Hook] Life goes fast and I'm holding on tight I let things go when I'm holding this mic And it's six in the morn', I've been writing all night If I keep on going, I'm hoping I might be Untouchable, untouchable, untouchable