Yeah
I'm just gonna cut straight to it
Yo
I went from rapper to an asshole, I swear these
Faggots keep attackin', it's scary
Half of these people act like I barely
Have what it takes to get back in the game
Man, I'm laughin', everybody wants to compare me
Your shit sounds the same and I hear these mother f*ckers talk so much
And I don't even know who the f*ck you are so clearly
All you are is some jealous prick 'cause my music's better than your is
You mad that you can't develop shit
So you come at me to stay relevant
But you not even on the f*ckin' level that I'm in
So don't even try to excel with it
Make yourself look like a hell of a bitch
So please get off of my successful dick
These indie labels can suck it too
You f*ck with me and I f*ck with you
I'm sick of hearin' you tellin' me what I shouldn't say and what I shouldn't do
In this music business, thinkin' that you know it all but you don't even have a clue
I'm independent with twenty fans and I still probably know more than you
I don't even get paid to do what I love to do, I don't make a dime
Cause I'm unemployed, wakin' up at nine o'clock just to write a f*ckin' rhyme
I'd rather this be my only job, I'm done flippin' burgers on the side
The only way I'm gonna make it is if I do this everyday, morning, night
Gotta breath this shit right in and replace it as my new DNA
Say whatever I need to say, you mother f*ckers better just be afraid
If you thought I went too far on the Chronicles
Wait 'til you hear the rest of this tape
If you still don't like the shit I say, then get the f*ck out my freakin' way
Don't tell me about the f*ckin' industry bitch, I study that shit everyday
My mind lives back in the 90's and the 80's, I know my history
And if you don't then you shit to me, literally you are shit
I may just have to whip my ass out so you faggots kiss the cheeks for me
I'm sick of being treated like I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing
I've been told if don't tone it down on my lyrics I'm screwed
And my career with just be ruined before it ever takes off
So I gotta think, do I kiss ass and do what they just want
Or do I say the f*ck with them 'cause I doubt I will ever listen
Hip hop has too many hero's, think they in need of a villain
We lost the OG, RIP, now it's just me and Ren
And I don't plan to leave this bitch, so y'all better just buckle in
Hip hop today's a joke, all these rappers soundin' stupid
With your high pitched autotuning, mumble rappin' ass, I'm confused
Cause twelve year old's are like I'm influenced by these rappers, I like their music
Then realize if that's all that it takes to be a rapper, then I can do it
And I said it before it's not the fault of the rapper, it's the fans
They the one's who feast into all their shitty music, but don't understand
That what they doing is actually making these shitty rappers careers expand
When half these underground artists, who can rap
Can't get a mother f*ckin' chance
And I'm sick of hearin' these comparisons, man I swear it's just irritates me
There ain't no way that I'm try'na steal or even care to bite off someone else's plate
Shit is embarrassin', there are days that I swear I just wish I wasn't a fan of this
And shit's ridiculous, you compare me to Slim and I'm sick of it
But everybody's okay with NF and Token try'na be like Eminem
But then again, they big and on top
And I can't stay shit 'cause I'm not
But that's okay, one day I'll blow up and take over their spot
You bitch at me for bitin' but every rapper sounds the same
Trippie sounds like Juice when Young Thug, Lil Baby copied Lil Wayne
Then you got them bitches like Cardi, Megan and Iggy
And honestly, I can't tell the difference between them and Nicki
YoungBoy or Stunna 4 Vegas, both of them sound the same
Actually Stunna sounds like NLE and it's such a shame
Quavo or Migos, I don't know who the f*ck is who
And Lil Uzi and Polo G go stupid on that autotune
You a fan G Eazy or Kyle, man I don't know, they have the same style
G Eazy cheated so I kinda like him now
Jack Harlow acts like he's black, in fact, he should actually change his name to Jake
Cause he wants to be Drake so f*ckin' bad
21 and Yachty are f*ckin' garbage
And I kinda deep down believe that Tekashi and Kodak are just f*ckin' retarded
Lil Pump and Lil Xan, they rap like they f*ckin' have a tumor
But it does not take no genius to know Desiigner copied off Future
So don't you give me that comparison shit, it's pathetic
Hip hop's a f*ckin' mess
And there's only a couple that represent what this culture's embedded
Joey, J Cole and then Kendrick
Joyner and Sean along with JID, Hopsin, Bronson
I said it before, I say it all over again
You f*ckin' with me, you gonna lose that battle nine times outta ten
That one time that I lose, is when I pretend to let you just beat me
So you have the confidence to move on like a man
Cause with this verse that I step in, this is your murder session
If you nerds are just threatened, you better turn to the heavens
And understand this album is for you to learn your lesson
I don't regret shit that I say 'cause these words are my weapons, huh
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Yeah
I'm just gonna cut straight to it
Yo
I went from rapper to an asshole, I swear these
Faggots keep attackin', it's scary
Half of these people act like I barely
Have what it takes to get back in the game
Man, I'm laughin', everybody wants to compare me
Your shit sounds the same and I hear these mother f*ckers talk so much
And I don't even know who the f*ck you are so clearly
All you are is some jealous prick 'cause my music's better than your is
You mad that you can't develop shit
So you come at me to stay relevant
But you not even on the f*ckin' level that I'm in
So don't even try to excel with it
Make yourself look like a hell of a bitch
So please get off of my successful dick
These indie labels can suck it too
You f*ck with me and I f*ck with you
I'm sick of hearin' you tellin' me what I shouldn't say and what I shouldn't do
In this music business, thinkin' that you know it all but you don't even have a clue
I'm independent with twenty fans and I still probably know more than you
I don't even get paid to do what I love to do, I don't make a dime
Cause I'm unemployed, wakin' up at nine o'clock just to write a f*ckin' rhyme
I'd rather this be my only job, I'm done flippin' burgers on the side
The only way I'm gonna make it is if I do this everyday, morning, night
Gotta breath this shit right in and replace it as my new DNA
Say whatever I need to say, you mother f*ckers better just be afraid
If you thought I went too far on the Chronicles
Wait 'til you hear the rest of this tape
If you still don't like the shit I say, then get the f*ck out my freakin' way
Don't tell me about the f*ckin' industry bitch, I study that shit everyday
My mind lives back in the 90's and the 80's, I know my history
And if you don't then you shit to me, literally you are shit
I may just have to whip my ass out so you faggots kiss the cheeks for me
I'm sick of being treated like I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing
I've been told if don't tone it down on my lyrics I'm screwed
And my career with just be ruined before it ever takes off
So I gotta think, do I kiss ass and do what they just want
Or do I say the f*ck with them 'cause I doubt I will ever listen
Hip hop has too many hero's, think they in need of a villain
We lost the OG, RIP, now it's just me and Ren
And I don't plan to leave this bitch, so y'all better just buckle in
Hip hop today's a joke, all these rappers soundin' stupid
With your high pitched autotuning, mumble rappin' ass, I'm confused
Cause twelve year old's are like I'm influenced by these rappers, I like their music
Then realize if that's all that it takes to be a rapper, then I can do it
And I said it before it's not the fault of the rapper, it's the fans
They the one's who feast into all their shitty music, but don't understand
That what they doing is actually making these shitty rappers careers expand
When half these underground artists, who can rap
Can't get a mother f*ckin' chance
And I'm sick of hearin' these comparisons, man I swear it's just irritates me
There ain't no way that I'm try'na steal or even care to bite off someone else's plate
Shit is embarrassin', there are days that I swear I just wish I wasn't a fan of this
And shit's ridiculous, you compare me to Slim and I'm sick of it
But everybody's okay with NF and Token try'na be like Eminem
But then again, they big and on top
And I can't stay shit 'cause I'm not
But that's okay, one day I'll blow up and take over their spot
You bitch at me for bitin' but every rapper sounds the same
Trippie sounds like Juice when Young Thug, Lil Baby copied Lil Wayne
Then you got them bitches like Cardi, Megan and Iggy
And honestly, I can't tell the difference between them and Nicki
YoungBoy or Stunna 4 Vegas, both of them sound the same
Actually Stunna sounds like NLE and it's such a shame
Quavo or Migos, I don't know who the f*ck is who
And Lil Uzi and Polo G go stupid on that autotune
You a fan G Eazy or Kyle, man I don't know, they have the same style
G Eazy cheated so I kinda like him now
Jack Harlow acts like he's black, in fact, he should actually change his name to Jake
Cause he wants to be Drake so f*ckin' bad
21 and Yachty are f*ckin' garbage
And I kinda deep down believe that Tekashi and Kodak are just f*ckin' retarded
Lil Pump and Lil Xan, they rap like they f*ckin' have a tumor
But it does not take no genius to know Desiigner copied off Future
So don't you give me that comparison shit, it's pathetic
Hip hop's a f*ckin' mess
And there's only a couple that represent what this culture's embedded
Joey, J Cole and then Kendrick
Joyner and Sean along with JID, Hopsin, Bronson
I said it before, I say it all over again
You f*ckin' with me, you gonna lose that battle nine times outta ten
That one time that I lose, is when I pretend to let you just beat me
So you have the confidence to move on like a man
Cause with this verse that I step in, this is your murder session
If you nerds are just threatened, you better turn to the heavens
And understand this album is for you to learn your lesson
I don't regret shit that I say 'cause these words are my weapons, huh
I'm just gonna cut straight to it
Yo
I went from rapper to an asshole, I swear these
Faggots keep attackin', it's scary
Half of these people act like I barely
Have what it takes to get back in the game
Man, I'm laughin', everybody wants to compare me
Your shit sounds the same and I hear these mother f*ckers talk so much
And I don't even know who the f*ck you are so clearly
All you are is some jealous prick 'cause my music's better than your is
You mad that you can't develop shit
So you come at me to stay relevant
But you not even on the f*ckin' level that I'm in
So don't even try to excel with it
Make yourself look like a hell of a bitch
So please get off of my successful dick
These indie labels can suck it too
You f*ck with me and I f*ck with you
I'm sick of hearin' you tellin' me what I shouldn't say and what I shouldn't do
In this music business, thinkin' that you know it all but you don't even have a clue
I'm independent with twenty fans and I still probably know more than you
I don't even get paid to do what I love to do, I don't make a dime
Cause I'm unemployed, wakin' up at nine o'clock just to write a f*ckin' rhyme
I'd rather this be my only job, I'm done flippin' burgers on the side
The only way I'm gonna make it is if I do this everyday, morning, night
Gotta breath this shit right in and replace it as my new DNA
Say whatever I need to say, you mother f*ckers better just be afraid
If you thought I went too far on the Chronicles
Wait 'til you hear the rest of this tape
If you still don't like the shit I say, then get the f*ck out my freakin' way
Don't tell me about the f*ckin' industry bitch, I study that shit everyday
My mind lives back in the 90's and the 80's, I know my history
And if you don't then you shit to me, literally you are shit
I may just have to whip my ass out so you faggots kiss the cheeks for me
I'm sick of being treated like I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing
I've been told if don't tone it down on my lyrics I'm screwed
And my career with just be ruined before it ever takes off
So I gotta think, do I kiss ass and do what they just want
Or do I say the f*ck with them 'cause I doubt I will ever listen
Hip hop has too many hero's, think they in need of a villain
We lost the OG, RIP, now it's just me and Ren
And I don't plan to leave this bitch, so y'all better just buckle in
Hip hop today's a joke, all these rappers soundin' stupid
With your high pitched autotuning, mumble rappin' ass, I'm confused
Cause twelve year old's are like I'm influenced by these rappers, I like their music
Then realize if that's all that it takes to be a rapper, then I can do it
And I said it before it's not the fault of the rapper, it's the fans
They the one's who feast into all their shitty music, but don't understand
That what they doing is actually making these shitty rappers careers expand
When half these underground artists, who can rap
Can't get a mother f*ckin' chance
And I'm sick of hearin' these comparisons, man I swear it's just irritates me
There ain't no way that I'm try'na steal or even care to bite off someone else's plate
Shit is embarrassin', there are days that I swear I just wish I wasn't a fan of this
And shit's ridiculous, you compare me to Slim and I'm sick of it
But everybody's okay with NF and Token try'na be like Eminem
But then again, they big and on top
And I can't stay shit 'cause I'm not
But that's okay, one day I'll blow up and take over their spot
You bitch at me for bitin' but every rapper sounds the same
Trippie sounds like Juice when Young Thug, Lil Baby copied Lil Wayne
Then you got them bitches like Cardi, Megan and Iggy
And honestly, I can't tell the difference between them and Nicki
YoungBoy or Stunna 4 Vegas, both of them sound the same
Actually Stunna sounds like NLE and it's such a shame
Quavo or Migos, I don't know who the f*ck is who
And Lil Uzi and Polo G go stupid on that autotune
You a fan G Eazy or Kyle, man I don't know, they have the same style
G Eazy cheated so I kinda like him now
Jack Harlow acts like he's black, in fact, he should actually change his name to Jake
Cause he wants to be Drake so f*ckin' bad
21 and Yachty are f*ckin' garbage
And I kinda deep down believe that Tekashi and Kodak are just f*ckin' retarded
Lil Pump and Lil Xan, they rap like they f*ckin' have a tumor
But it does not take no genius to know Desiigner copied off Future
So don't you give me that comparison shit, it's pathetic
Hip hop's a f*ckin' mess
And there's only a couple that represent what this culture's embedded
Joey, J Cole and then Kendrick
Joyner and Sean along with JID, Hopsin, Bronson
I said it before, I say it all over again
You f*ckin' with me, you gonna lose that battle nine times outta ten
That one time that I lose, is when I pretend to let you just beat me
So you have the confidence to move on like a man
Cause with this verse that I step in, this is your murder session
If you nerds are just threatened, you better turn to the heavens
And understand this album is for you to learn your lesson
I don't regret shit that I say 'cause these words are my weapons, huh
Writer: Anthony Grandinetti
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid