CONCEITED

By Maggi

On ULTRAVIOLET

Released on April 17, 2026

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[Intro]

Woahhhh

We dont gotta go to war

Uh

We dont gotta go to war


[Chorus]

Uh, yeah

We all got the same dreams

So why we up in arms

We all tryna get that money

Okay let's get it, c'mon

Why can't we get it together

We don't gotta go to war (Dont gotta go to war)

My only competition, myself

That's just how I see it (How i see it)

I'm hella proud of myself

But I'm not conceited

Rather die than lose my pride

Huh just like Vegeta


[Verse]

I'm movin' overdrive

Hop in my whip and speed it

I don't got no ties in this shit

And I don't need em ether

I'm stuck in a rat race

Ain't got no time for leisure

I ain't takin' no advice

From someone who on the bleachers

She told me it's just a hobby

That she got goin' on

She got some dreams but feel stuck

I told her I know

I told her I been there before

It's just part of the road

And trust me I been there

I been all alone

In the stu its just my thoughts

And my microphone

And i still ain't written nothing down

Still all from the dome

I stack my money talk like giant

You stack like a gnome

I'm sick of everybody lyin

Sick of people doin' me wrong

I'm sick of sick of bein' tired

But I'm tryna build me rome

I ain't got time for anyone's calls

They all get sent to tone

In a spaceship wraith

Like Justin Bieber

Hard to get myself to relax

I'm tryna blow the meter

Feel like everybody wants something from me

But I can't give much more

If everybody wasn't draggin' me down

And maybe I could soar

They see shit goin' up

They start knockin' at your door

Hella people come around

They all got devil horns


[Chorus]

We all got the same dreams

So why we up in arms

We all tryna get that money

Okay, let's get it, come on

Why can't we get it together

We don't gotta go to war

Only competition, myself

That's just how I see it

I'm hella proud of myself

But I'm not conceited

Rather die then lose my pride

Huh Just like Vegeta


[Verse 2]

Only competition, myself

Don't want no beef at all

And trust some of y'all ass

But I just hold my tongue

I'm stressin' how to go up

I'm stuck here all alone

My done told me

Chill, you got some hits to come