FUCK!!!

Ayo RVSE this is rad

I had a dream that one day I'd do well for myself
Keep my mom and fam all abundant in wealth
Fuck the furs, the Gucci, the grills and the Louis
I'm talking trust funds and investments
Stacking that weight like Disney

I got that blood like magic
That's why my tempers like a cannon
Keep it rocking stay blasting
First man that crash landed
I don't care bout what you think of me
I swear you hoes are dead to me
My haters get no clout
But they give me popularity

They keep hating on my greatness
Like the FUCK come on
I'm a beast can't you see
Like the FUCK come on
When I rhyme like this
I'm on my RichShit
Bet you never would've thought I'd ever get this big

So here's what we gone do
Flip and we'll play it cool
I know that I need therapy
But I don't know who to talk to
Demons on my mind tryna take my life
But they just don't know I've got God on my side

(Uh)

What the fuck come on
I got God on my side
What the fuck come on
I got God on my side

(Huh)
RVSE L.A

Must be a glitch in my system
Cause I did a lot of pissing
No I don't feel bad that I'm shitting on you niggas
I don't care bout what you feeling
Don't give a damn about your feelings
My name ain't J White
But Lord I did it

They still tried to bash me
Now they're on my bandwagon
We gin' ride til we fall off
But I ain't done bragging
Have not started my attacking
Said I got that blood like magic
Oh my God I have waited so long
I'm still flashy

They keep hating on my greatness
Like the FUCK come on
I'm a beast can't you see
Like the FUCK come on
When I rhyme like this
I'm on my RichShit
I know you haters mad that I got this big

(The fuck)
How'd I get this big
I know you haters mad at it
How'd I get this big
RVSE L.A

I'm back to the basics to the hell where I made it
Hell naw man fuck that ain't going back that's crazy
Now I'm on going strong underground still charting songs
Fuck the critics ain't no haters getting clout on my song

R V S E L A visionary that's me
Swear nobody can relate to the demons inside of me
Fiery in the Dead Sea temperature 500°
Muscles tees, Nikes, I've done things you wouldn't believe

You only get one warning
Next time you'll see mother glory
Like a backseat door lying on the floor
In pale moonlight waiting for your Lord
Tell me what do you keep whining when they all screaming for more

(What)

They keep hating on my greatness
Like the FUCK come on
I'm a beast can't you see
Like the FUCK come on
When I rhyme like this
And I flow like that
I don't agree with guns but I still shoot facts

They keep hating on my greatness
Like the FUCK come on
I'm a beast can't you see
Like the FUCK come on
When I rhyme like this
And I flow like that
I don't agree with guns but I still shoot back



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Writer(s): Jarodd Reese
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