Verne Troyer
Everybody in the game don't got no style
All these rappers sound the same, Been that way for a while
They just do it for the fame, and to gain more clout
Y'all just keep on acting lame, Ima find my route
I know this shit's gonna take a while
Ima carve my own path
Lookin back, all I see's a blood bath
Bodies in the dump
Dead rappers slumped
Swear that every single one look just like lil pump
Watch 'em all stunt
And tote they're fake gun
It's amazing
All these bars and somehow they don't say nun
Pussy, money, weed and some gold chains
Skrrt off the lot, roof Cobain
Drip Off White, no cocaine
And I'm steady smoking gas, no propane
Everybody in the game don't got no style
All these rappers sound the same, Been that way for a while
They just do it for the fame, and to gain more clout
Y'all just keep on acting lame, Ima find my route
We got a bunch of mafuckas lookin like the last mafucka
Wait, hold up cause he was a trash mafucka
Getting cash, blowing my money fast
In like a year ain't no one gon remember yo ass
While Ima stay growing, it's a slow climb
It takes a while, but I really don't mind
Sellin' Out shows, shawty so fine
I've been evolving while yo ass got left behind
All these rappers sound the same, Been that way for a while
They just do it for the fame, and to gain more clout
Y'all just keep on acting lame, Ima find my route
I know this shit's gonna take a while
Ima carve my own path
Lookin back, all I see's a blood bath
Bodies in the dump
Dead rappers slumped
Swear that every single one look just like lil pump
Watch 'em all stunt
And tote they're fake gun
It's amazing
All these bars and somehow they don't say nun
Pussy, money, weed and some gold chains
Skrrt off the lot, roof Cobain
Drip Off White, no cocaine
And I'm steady smoking gas, no propane
Everybody in the game don't got no style
All these rappers sound the same, Been that way for a while
They just do it for the fame, and to gain more clout
Y'all just keep on acting lame, Ima find my route
We got a bunch of mafuckas lookin like the last mafucka
Wait, hold up cause he was a trash mafucka
Getting cash, blowing my money fast
In like a year ain't no one gon remember yo ass
While Ima stay growing, it's a slow climb
It takes a while, but I really don't mind
Sellin' Out shows, shawty so fine
I've been evolving while yo ass got left behind
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Writer(s): Joshua Quintanilla
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