Quit Hatin'
Fuck what you say
I'm already pissed
You're set in your ways
I understand that
Im takin the stage
Not givin back
Fuck all of you lames
I'll travel the map
Im hatin this town
Cause half of you fake
And half of you snake
Im cuttin the grass
Where would I be without you?
Bitch, exactly where the fuck you can see me at
Everybody wanna complain bout the fast rap
Yeah I gotta message
Fuck you and all that trap
Music you been pushin cause homie yeah thats so trash
Everybody thinking they so good
But hold that
Spot for me
Properly
How many
Times do I gotta say
Cockily
Hickory dickery dockery
So you can learn why they rock with me
Constantly
Audibly
Singin these choruses
Consciously
But you be on that drinkin lean shit
Kill the youth, but you aint mean it
I hope you hate yourself use a genie
To wish the time back
And get the lives back
Did you try that
Oh you cant try that
Thats sad a fact
You have to live with
But you don't care much
Cause you got cold stacks
Fuck what you say
I'm already pissed
You're set in your ways
I understand that
Im takin the stage
Not givin back
Fuck all of you lames
I'll travel the map
Im hatin this town
Cause half of you fake
And half of you snake
Im cuttin the grass
Where would I be without you?
Bitch, exactly where the fuck you can see me at
Everything is falling away me fast
Gotta keep a grasp on my past
It won't last
Too many times I thought I should go back
But I'm here in the now tryna plan my attack
On the Lil Pumps and Bhad Bhabies
Plaguing the sound of rap lately
I don't wanna talk about it
Tired of mumble rap
It's lazy
Where the "Rashads" and "Slim-N-Wavys"
At?
This music's just a tool for them to act like someone else
Manipulate the youth to keep em lying to themselves
It's a "Factual" topic the matter at hand
"Yaseen" all the fakes that are in high demand?
I'll be damned if I don't take a stand for the goats that be manning the game
Like commanders
So
Fuck what you say
I'm already pissed
You're set in your ways
I understand that
Im takin the stage
Not givin back
Fuck all of you lames
I'll travel the map
Im hatin this town
Cause half of you fake
And half of you snake
Im cuttin the grass
Where would I be without you?
Bitch, exactly where the fuck you can see me at
I'm already pissed
You're set in your ways
I understand that
Im takin the stage
Not givin back
Fuck all of you lames
I'll travel the map
Im hatin this town
Cause half of you fake
And half of you snake
Im cuttin the grass
Where would I be without you?
Bitch, exactly where the fuck you can see me at
Everybody wanna complain bout the fast rap
Yeah I gotta message
Fuck you and all that trap
Music you been pushin cause homie yeah thats so trash
Everybody thinking they so good
But hold that
Spot for me
Properly
How many
Times do I gotta say
Cockily
Hickory dickery dockery
So you can learn why they rock with me
Constantly
Audibly
Singin these choruses
Consciously
But you be on that drinkin lean shit
Kill the youth, but you aint mean it
I hope you hate yourself use a genie
To wish the time back
And get the lives back
Did you try that
Oh you cant try that
Thats sad a fact
You have to live with
But you don't care much
Cause you got cold stacks
Fuck what you say
I'm already pissed
You're set in your ways
I understand that
Im takin the stage
Not givin back
Fuck all of you lames
I'll travel the map
Im hatin this town
Cause half of you fake
And half of you snake
Im cuttin the grass
Where would I be without you?
Bitch, exactly where the fuck you can see me at
Everything is falling away me fast
Gotta keep a grasp on my past
It won't last
Too many times I thought I should go back
But I'm here in the now tryna plan my attack
On the Lil Pumps and Bhad Bhabies
Plaguing the sound of rap lately
I don't wanna talk about it
Tired of mumble rap
It's lazy
Where the "Rashads" and "Slim-N-Wavys"
At?
This music's just a tool for them to act like someone else
Manipulate the youth to keep em lying to themselves
It's a "Factual" topic the matter at hand
"Yaseen" all the fakes that are in high demand?
I'll be damned if I don't take a stand for the goats that be manning the game
Like commanders
So
Fuck what you say
I'm already pissed
You're set in your ways
I understand that
Im takin the stage
Not givin back
Fuck all of you lames
I'll travel the map
Im hatin this town
Cause half of you fake
And half of you snake
Im cuttin the grass
Where would I be without you?
Bitch, exactly where the fuck you can see me at
Credits
Writer(s): Randall Kenney
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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