[Intro] Yeah… Don’t let them tell you who I am. You could’ve known me yourself. But you stayed still… Still busy, still working, still no time. Now watch this. [Verse 1] Don’t let someone tell you about me when we could’ve been friends for real this whole time. But you chose the still — still busy, still working, still claiming no time for the real Felonious, and you don’t even know who my persona is. You saw the memes, not the man, the punchlines, not the plan, the credits wasted, not the nights I stood up again. So when I blow up quick, only Suno gonna know it wasn’t overnight — it was overtime, every time, grinding while you stayed “busy.” [Hook] They didn’t know me, they just knew the name, didn’t see the nights I fed the flame. Called it stupid till Cupid tapped ’em clean, now they sending Felonious memes talking like me, copying my themes — not knowing I still say what I mean in real life without any meme. And when I text with no meme, it gets taken out of context — that’s when you finally see what Felonious means. [Verse 2] You don’t know the version of me that learned the hard way how to speak, how to turn pain into punchlines, how to turn silence into technique. You don’t know the version of me that stayed up broke but hopeful, that learned flow from failure, that learned timing from being ghosted. You only know the viral bits, the clips, the jokes, the riffs — but not the kid who built this myth from nights of “try again” and mornings of “don’t quit.” [Bridge] Still busy, still working, still no time — that’s what you said. But now you’re like “check out this,” sending Felonious memes instead. Talking like me, quoting my lines, not knowing I lived every one of those rhymes. I speak the same way in real life, no meme needed to define my mind. But when I text with no meme, you twist it, flip it, misread the scene — and that’s when you finally see what Felonious means. [Hook – Final] They didn’t know me, they just knew the name, didn’t see the nights I fed the flame. Called it stupid till Cupid tapped ’em clean, now they sending Felonious memes talking like me, copying my themes — not knowing I still say what I mean in real life without any meme. And when I text with no meme, it gets taken out of context — that’s when you finally see what Felonious means. [Outro] Yeah… You could’ve known me the whole time. But you let someone else define me. Now you’re catching up to the persona I built from nights nobody saw. Felonious out.
