Hating on me is just part of the game
My life did a 180, I ain't the same
Partly, it's due to all the drainage
That my mental has to face
Swimming in hate right out the gate
Now they complain but not to my face
Now they wanna trace my body with tape
After shooting me up, but the bullets just grazed
I won't run away, I refuse to
I will be okay, but I got some stuff that I need to get used to
I cannot wait to hear all my music blaring on the Bluetooth
Hit up the stage, and feel all the energy filling up the room
Everyone who knew me's starting to get choosey
I feel like they're tryna take all that I want
I star in this movie, I stick to the script
You flip the page once every other month
I ain't the best, but I will get better
What more could you possibly even want
I got a set of berettas
I'm ready to kill off the bitches I don't see as sons
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
She wanting me to hit her back
Baby, I don't roll like that
Please get off my sack if you're just gonna chip away at my cash
I make the man in the mirror look so bad
He looking at me laughing, but I laugh right back
Bitch, you f*cking lack
I'ma get a pad for storing all of my plaques
I think I'm losing my patience
Thoughts in my mind always racing
I'ma pull through till it's faded
I always refuse to embrace it
What are you saying
I don't like your statements
Embodying hatred is nothing when you'll never face it
Everyone who knew me's starting to get choosey
I feel like they're tryna take all that I want
I star in this movie, I stick to the script
You flip the page once every other month
I ain't the best, but I will get better
What more could you possibly even want
I got a set of berettas
I'm ready to kill off the bitches I don't see as sons
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
Loading up quick, they calling me 5G
I want bad bitch who's feisty
She always like me on IG
But I know she really wanna fight me
So do it
I won't bring the cops into it
I will not stop until I see body fluid
Speaking in tongue
Well, bitch I'm fluent
What else you expect from an honors student
Acting like a bomb you blew it
I had always thought that you were posh and prudent
With a friend like you're Trump and Putin
I'm done with you're shit, take your bum and boot it
Damnit, feel like I'm running around the planet
Hit up the marathon just to get a ticket scanning
Win big, now I got to show it on camera
Big drip, I'ma roll up in phantom
With a mistress, body quick sand, gotta thick bitch
Hit her up on the weekend for a quick lick
Spend so much time with me, I might have to charge interest
Oh, damn
Well, now she lost interest
Uh, right now I am feeling out my body
Uh, I don't wanna trust nobody
Uh, you make me wanna grab that shotty
Uh, and shoot you like the motherf*cking army
What you got to say that
I really hope one day face the facts
I ain't ever blazing mad at anybody but you're just treating people like trash
And now I'm at capacity
The way you're acting's a tragedy
I do not want your sickness passed to me
Now get away with all your blasphemy
Everyone who knew me's starting to get choosey
I feel like they're tryna take all that I want
I star in this movie, I stick to the script
You flip the page once every other month
I ain't the best, but I will get better
What more could you possibly even want
I got a set of berettas
I'm ready to kill off the bitches I don't see as sons
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
Bitch, that just 'bout does it
You're insult's 'bout a dime a dozen
I don't take poison, you out here chuggin
I'ma be the someone who has came up in the game, and then I f*cking
Aw, f*ck
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Hating on me is just part of the game
My life did a 180, I ain't the same
Partly, it's due to all the drainage
That my mental has to face
Swimming in hate right out the gate
Now they complain but not to my face
Now they wanna trace my body with tape
After shooting me up, but the bullets just grazed
I won't run away, I refuse to
I will be okay, but I got some stuff that I need to get used to
I cannot wait to hear all my music blaring on the Bluetooth
Hit up the stage, and feel all the energy filling up the room
Everyone who knew me's starting to get choosey
I feel like they're tryna take all that I want
I star in this movie, I stick to the script
You flip the page once every other month
I ain't the best, but I will get better
What more could you possibly even want
I got a set of berettas
I'm ready to kill off the bitches I don't see as sons
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
She wanting me to hit her back
Baby, I don't roll like that
Please get off my sack if you're just gonna chip away at my cash
I make the man in the mirror look so bad
He looking at me laughing, but I laugh right back
Bitch, you f*cking lack
I'ma get a pad for storing all of my plaques
I think I'm losing my patience
Thoughts in my mind always racing
I'ma pull through till it's faded
I always refuse to embrace it
What are you saying
I don't like your statements
Embodying hatred is nothing when you'll never face it
Everyone who knew me's starting to get choosey
I feel like they're tryna take all that I want
I star in this movie, I stick to the script
You flip the page once every other month
I ain't the best, but I will get better
What more could you possibly even want
I got a set of berettas
I'm ready to kill off the bitches I don't see as sons
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
Loading up quick, they calling me 5G
I want bad bitch who's feisty
She always like me on IG
But I know she really wanna fight me
So do it
I won't bring the cops into it
I will not stop until I see body fluid
Speaking in tongue
Well, bitch I'm fluent
What else you expect from an honors student
Acting like a bomb you blew it
I had always thought that you were posh and prudent
With a friend like you're Trump and Putin
I'm done with you're shit, take your bum and boot it
Damnit, feel like I'm running around the planet
Hit up the marathon just to get a ticket scanning
Win big, now I got to show it on camera
Big drip, I'ma roll up in phantom
With a mistress, body quick sand, gotta thick bitch
Hit her up on the weekend for a quick lick
Spend so much time with me, I might have to charge interest
Oh, damn
Well, now she lost interest
Uh, right now I am feeling out my body
Uh, I don't wanna trust nobody
Uh, you make me wanna grab that shotty
Uh, and shoot you like the motherf*cking army
What you got to say that
I really hope one day face the facts
I ain't ever blazing mad at anybody but you're just treating people like trash
And now I'm at capacity
The way you're acting's a tragedy
I do not want your sickness passed to me
Now get away with all your blasphemy
Everyone who knew me's starting to get choosey
I feel like they're tryna take all that I want
I star in this movie, I stick to the script
You flip the page once every other month
I ain't the best, but I will get better
What more could you possibly even want
I got a set of berettas
I'm ready to kill off the bitches I don't see as sons
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
Bitch, that just 'bout does it
You're insult's 'bout a dime a dozen
I don't take poison, you out here chuggin
I'ma be the someone who has came up in the game, and then I f*cking
Aw, f*ck
My life did a 180, I ain't the same
Partly, it's due to all the drainage
That my mental has to face
Swimming in hate right out the gate
Now they complain but not to my face
Now they wanna trace my body with tape
After shooting me up, but the bullets just grazed
I won't run away, I refuse to
I will be okay, but I got some stuff that I need to get used to
I cannot wait to hear all my music blaring on the Bluetooth
Hit up the stage, and feel all the energy filling up the room
Everyone who knew me's starting to get choosey
I feel like they're tryna take all that I want
I star in this movie, I stick to the script
You flip the page once every other month
I ain't the best, but I will get better
What more could you possibly even want
I got a set of berettas
I'm ready to kill off the bitches I don't see as sons
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
She wanting me to hit her back
Baby, I don't roll like that
Please get off my sack if you're just gonna chip away at my cash
I make the man in the mirror look so bad
He looking at me laughing, but I laugh right back
Bitch, you f*cking lack
I'ma get a pad for storing all of my plaques
I think I'm losing my patience
Thoughts in my mind always racing
I'ma pull through till it's faded
I always refuse to embrace it
What are you saying
I don't like your statements
Embodying hatred is nothing when you'll never face it
Everyone who knew me's starting to get choosey
I feel like they're tryna take all that I want
I star in this movie, I stick to the script
You flip the page once every other month
I ain't the best, but I will get better
What more could you possibly even want
I got a set of berettas
I'm ready to kill off the bitches I don't see as sons
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
Loading up quick, they calling me 5G
I want bad bitch who's feisty
She always like me on IG
But I know she really wanna fight me
So do it
I won't bring the cops into it
I will not stop until I see body fluid
Speaking in tongue
Well, bitch I'm fluent
What else you expect from an honors student
Acting like a bomb you blew it
I had always thought that you were posh and prudent
With a friend like you're Trump and Putin
I'm done with you're shit, take your bum and boot it
Damnit, feel like I'm running around the planet
Hit up the marathon just to get a ticket scanning
Win big, now I got to show it on camera
Big drip, I'ma roll up in phantom
With a mistress, body quick sand, gotta thick bitch
Hit her up on the weekend for a quick lick
Spend so much time with me, I might have to charge interest
Oh, damn
Well, now she lost interest
Uh, right now I am feeling out my body
Uh, I don't wanna trust nobody
Uh, you make me wanna grab that shotty
Uh, and shoot you like the motherf*cking army
What you got to say that
I really hope one day face the facts
I ain't ever blazing mad at anybody but you're just treating people like trash
And now I'm at capacity
The way you're acting's a tragedy
I do not want your sickness passed to me
Now get away with all your blasphemy
Everyone who knew me's starting to get choosey
I feel like they're tryna take all that I want
I star in this movie, I stick to the script
You flip the page once every other month
I ain't the best, but I will get better
What more could you possibly even want
I got a set of berettas
I'm ready to kill off the bitches I don't see as sons
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
Aim and I bust it
I gave you the count of one, two, three
Well, ain't that something
Now you don't put all the dirt on me
Came up from nothing
I still rely on my whole family
I got some praise for people who raised me
From the days of one, two, three, yeah
Bitch, that just 'bout does it
You're insult's 'bout a dime a dozen
I don't take poison, you out here chuggin
I'ma be the someone who has came up in the game, and then I f*cking
Aw, f*ck
Writer: Tad Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid