CRITIQUE
Slidin in my DMs, they critiquing the process
They been talkin that nonsense
I don't have time to read the negative comments
Uh
I just keep pushin out content
Anxiety hittin hard, not proud of what I accomplished
Still rappin I swear there's nothing beyond this
Use the hate as motivation, I'm telling myself I got this
But I don't know if I got this
Mafuckas tryna diss, cuz I'm living the way wanted
Lazy mafuckas, they ain't living accomplished
I gotta a couple boys, my fellas all my accomplice
I promise when I'm gettin my money, I'll really flaunt it
Claimin you an artist but can't fill in the canvas
Bad mafucka, she lookin a lil Candice
Uh, she lookin a lil Candice
She sendin me dry snaps, I swear I never reply
She attached but we ain't ever had ties
When i leave the crib, I'm leavin her baptized
Imma hit it once and then send her back to my guys
Next morning, wakin up, she hittin me up at five
Ask her if she high, she telling me "I'm fried"
I told her that I'm busy, she tellin me "yeah right"
Told me she a virgin, I'm sayin "that's all lies"
Slidin in my DMs, they critiquing the process
They been talkin that nonsense
I don't have time to read the negative comments
Uh
I just keep pushin out content
Anxiety hittin hard, not proud of what i accomplished
Still rappin I swear there's nothing beyond this
Use the hate as motivation, I'm telling myself I got this
But I don't know if I got this
They been talkin that nonsense
I don't have time to read the negative comments
Uh
I just keep pushin out content
Anxiety hittin hard, not proud of what I accomplished
Still rappin I swear there's nothing beyond this
Use the hate as motivation, I'm telling myself I got this
But I don't know if I got this
Mafuckas tryna diss, cuz I'm living the way wanted
Lazy mafuckas, they ain't living accomplished
I gotta a couple boys, my fellas all my accomplice
I promise when I'm gettin my money, I'll really flaunt it
Claimin you an artist but can't fill in the canvas
Bad mafucka, she lookin a lil Candice
Uh, she lookin a lil Candice
She sendin me dry snaps, I swear I never reply
She attached but we ain't ever had ties
When i leave the crib, I'm leavin her baptized
Imma hit it once and then send her back to my guys
Next morning, wakin up, she hittin me up at five
Ask her if she high, she telling me "I'm fried"
I told her that I'm busy, she tellin me "yeah right"
Told me she a virgin, I'm sayin "that's all lies"
Slidin in my DMs, they critiquing the process
They been talkin that nonsense
I don't have time to read the negative comments
Uh
I just keep pushin out content
Anxiety hittin hard, not proud of what i accomplished
Still rappin I swear there's nothing beyond this
Use the hate as motivation, I'm telling myself I got this
But I don't know if I got this
Credits
Writer(s): Moushin Mohammed
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