Lyrics Childish Gambino – Untouchable

Childish Gambino, yes my voice is annoying
So I don’t talk, I let the streets talk for me
Yeah these girls crazy, half got children
Hate their ex-boyfriends, call ’em Scott Pilgrim

Culdesac dropped, day one, 5 figures
Fish fry nigga, fry mine bigger
Still unsigned, fans sayin’ «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 rappin’? Yo, it’s Troy from Community
Fuck that man, dude you lyin’ like a mu-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
I hope they understand, they don’t listen when you mumble
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 I care about
I take this shit to the streets, watch me air it out

Get the check, deposit the shit at Maxfield
Feelin’ myself, I don’t even need an x-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?

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 turned 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 knowing not 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

Life goes fast and I’m holding on tight
I let things go, and 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

My dad called sayin’ «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 rappin’ on a track, that’s exactly who I am
And all my smart friends sayin’ «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, and hope the fans will work it out
Not conceited, but sick of trying to lay low
No drugs, I’m just trying to tell ‘Ye «Yo»
Online dudes shouting out that they’re better than me
I’m doin’ three other jobs, bitch you better be
Cause if you’re trying really hard, that’s embarrassing
I won’t stop until I’m fuckin’ runnin’ everything

The more I rap the more I’m harder to follow
I get a text from? uestlove. I gotta call him tomorrow
Coming harder than other dudes, it’s harder to swallow
That I’m blowin up, Thirteen, 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 been replaced with a beast

Life goes fast and I’m holding on tight
I let things go, and 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