They Don't

Nuke on them, parachute on them I'm too high here
I just wanna prove to them I can do something if a mic's near
You would think I play soccer the way I'm running to my goals
Imposter what you doing on my throne?
Don't leave it alone and I fear that you might have a nightmare

Of the beast you just awoke
This year I know I'm getting coal
And Santa better bring a strap
Bloods aren't welcome in my home
No crip shit fuck both
Just lay low with the bros
These haters think I'm fucking weeds
Nah they don't wanna see me grow

And I'm in TO so
They don't wanna see me win
They don't wanna se me way UP
Carl Fredricksen how I'm coming baby sitting kids
Act your fuckin age bruh
Only see me feeling Blue if I'm in a room sitting next to Laila
Always bringing heat, Venezuela
Get called names when I say a

Bit too much for you ears
I've been tryna make it clear
That I couldn't say what I wanna say if I wanna see next year
Generation full of cancellations honestly I'd rather get a couple leers
Than to keep the shit I wanna spit bottled in locked up by fear oh dear

So here we go spitting truth
Bitches say I ain't smooth
I'm just straightforward if you ain't for it
Shit, imma find another cooch
One that don't got attitude or when we're married try to kill me for my jewels
That's 1922
Got no mercy when I spew just

Nuke on them, parachute on them I'm too high here
I just wanna prove to them I can do something if a mic's near
You would think I play soccer the way I'm running to my goals
Imposter what you doing on my throne?
Don't leave it alone and I fear that you might have a nightmare

Of the beast you just awoke
This year I know I'm getting coal
And Santa better bring a strap
Bloods aren't welcome in my home
No crip shit fuck both
Just lay low with the bros
These haters think I'm fuckin weeds
Nah they don't wanna see me grow

But I'm still buck wild with a buckshot
And I know my shit is tight like a slut's top
You waiting for people to take you to places that you wanna be at like you at a bus stop
Me, I'm not waiting go there myself
I got my path planned out, Odell
Imma keep walking on it
Like I shoplift you'll see me in the back where ever I dwell

Hell I've been on rap since OG snap
Way before the disses I gave you
If she ain't down to clap I ain't getting mad
I'm not Langston girl I can't make you
Any day of the week I got room for beats
It don't matter if I just ate food
Spit a diss at me go get your coffin clean
I swear that's something that you can't live through

Like a trip to driftwood or a hookup with Bigfoot
This should get the picture in you
Mistook me for a poser did you?
Incorrect, never been one to hit you
But don't take it as a reason to instigate
And I don't mean Mr. Charles, James
And I've been locked in still gone everyday
Tryna find brand new ways to

Nuke on them, parachute on them I'm too high here
I just wanna prove to them I can do something if a mic's near
You would think I play soccer the way I'm running to my goals
Imposter what you doing on my throne?
Don't leave it alone and I fear that you might have a nightmare

Of the beast you just awoke
This year I know I'm getting coal
And Santa better bring a strap
Bloods aren't welcome in my home
No Crip shit fuck both
Just lay low with the bros
These haters think I'm fucking weeds
Nah they don't wanna see me grow

So I don't know what to do what to say to the crowd
Got no clue too afraid of the sound
Goin' through my whole brain filled with doubt
Didn't choose to be this way but I'm bound
To make it through everyday without a pout
But look at you dissing my way what a clown
Don't stop and bitch I'll humiliate you no doubt
So better dig a tomb dig a grave when I'm around



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Writer(s): Nsihrakhi Pitanta
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