| Yeah, I’m feelin' like I’m on to somethin'
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| Yeah, I see ‘em hatin', but it’s all assumptions
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| I got a purpose and it’s not for nothin'
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| Put your money where your mouth is and cough it up then
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| You obsessed with IG you should probably chill
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| I don’t need a record deal, what I got is real
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| I’m that bald-headed white dude, Doctor Phil
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| I’m bout to pop online, you just poppin' pills, yeah
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| I’m getting' money makin' lifestyle changes
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| Bet they never woulda thought I might get famous
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| Every other night I’m on a flight getting' faded
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| As soon as we land I headright where the stage is
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| You pretend to overlook all these accomplishments
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| That’s a consequence of no common sense
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| Now I got they whole mortgage on my wrist
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| Because I still kept goin' when they called it quits
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| This shit is different now, these fans screamin' out loud
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| I got a whole new family when I look in the crowd
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| So if anybody’s hatin' they should put in the towel
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| I’m on vacation in Belize blowin' kush in the clouds
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| I ain’t really tryna brag and boast, but let’s raise a toast
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| To anybody tryna hate so we gave ‘em smoke
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| Went from eggs and toast to Filet Mignon
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| My life a book and you never know what page I’m on
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| I don’t wanna hear your bullshit
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| I don’t wanna know your story
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| Doggie, I’ma keep it pushin'
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| I ain’t never say I’m sorry
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| Cuz they don’t admit when they wrong
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| They just rather hide behind it
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| And they won’t even look me in the face
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| I see the lies behind they eyelids
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| One more time, let’s go
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| I don’t wanna hear your bullshit
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| I don’t wanna know your story
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| Doggie, I’ma keep it pushin'
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| I ain’t never say I’m sorry
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| Cuz they don’t admit when they wrong
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| They just rather hide behind it
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| And they won’t even look me in the face
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| I see the lies behind they eyelids
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| I don’t wanna hear your bullshit
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| I don’t wanna know your story
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| Doggie, I’ma keep it pushin'
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| I ain’t never say I’m sorry
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| Cuz they don’t admit when they wrong
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| They just rather hide behind it
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| And they won’t even look me in the face
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| I see the lies behind they eyelids
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| Now everybody got a problem with me
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| Because they careers on the decline, it’s not what it seems
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| I don’t never get tired and they kinda fatigued
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| Y’all are Facebook thuggin' probably coppin' a plea
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| Me and music go together like Autumn and leaves
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| You got beef that will cost you an obvious fee
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| You in the pre-season, you’re not in my league
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| Your rent money’s what I just went and dropped on my jeans, ahh
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| I’m an asshole, I’m hurtin' they feelins
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| Used to rock small crowds, now Merk’s in arenas
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| I hear your songs and I’m disappointed
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| Now they in my inbox tryna get some pointers
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| I can do it in my sleep, write a hit, record it
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| All they wanna see is me do some shit with Joyner
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| I would love that too, but it gets annoyin'
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| I don’t care about what you may thinks important, yuh
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| I’m bein' real, I’m just tired of opinions
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| You tryin' to get views and I’m tryin' to get interest
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| You ain’t showin' love, you just tryin' to get guestlist
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| Cuz everything I do is on fire, find the exit
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| They cryin' bout the clout, but ain’t puttin' the work in
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| All these clowns in my town, this shit looks like a circus
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| I only rap to make you nervous on purpose
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| And I sneeze when I see ‘em, I’m allergic to bullshit
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| I’m bout to take a whole break from the tour life
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| And drop a hundred new songs, I’ll be all right
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| I’m in the studio writin' till I’m cross-eyed
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| God-like, offwhite hoodie with a Glock-9
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| I tell the kids they should follow all they dreams
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| Don’t get caught up in between what they watchin' on the screen
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| Do it for yourself, never stop what you believe
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| Or you’ll become a product of the company you keep, let’s go
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| I don’t wanna hear your bullshit
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| I don’t wanna know your story
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| Doggie, I’ma keep it pushin'
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| I ain’t never say I’m sorry
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| Cuz they don’t admit when they wrong
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| They just rather hide behind it
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| And they won’t even look me in the face
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| I see the lies behind they eyelids |