new worLd order
Enough with the hate, nigga
You got nothing to say, zip up
Fuck out my face with the
Negativity
Man I'm sick of that shit
Shout out to the racist people
Pouting bout the change that we do
Sour mouth, don't get a sweet tooth
Album out like wearing strings do
Count me out the math is wrong
Ignoring doubt let that dissolve
I Hold it down like jacking off
Growing now, fantastic arms
Bros and pals I'm happy for em
Yeah, yeah
Solid dudes don't trip about your solitude
Bitches walking nude and confident with body views
Bars in que stay watching me that's body view
I'll include the hollow truth
A lot you just follow suit
Got not a clue and count on blues
Just swallow news it's botta boom
Your noggin loose it probably look like pasta noodles
Sorry group of toxic humans all in tune
Cops can't even stop a shooting
R I P to all our students
That's some shit I shouldn't have to say
I'm chilling with the fam today
Niggas get a vision and then take that shit for granted, lame
Enough with the hate, nigga
You got nothing to say, zip up
Fuck out my face with the
Negativity
Man I'm sick of that shit
Enough with the hate, nigga
You got nothing to say, zip up
Fuck out my face with the
Negativity
Man I'm sick of that shit
You got nothing to say, zip up
Fuck out my face with the
Negativity
Man I'm sick of that shit
Shout out to the racist people
Pouting bout the change that we do
Sour mouth, don't get a sweet tooth
Album out like wearing strings do
Count me out the math is wrong
Ignoring doubt let that dissolve
I Hold it down like jacking off
Growing now, fantastic arms
Bros and pals I'm happy for em
Yeah, yeah
Solid dudes don't trip about your solitude
Bitches walking nude and confident with body views
Bars in que stay watching me that's body view
I'll include the hollow truth
A lot you just follow suit
Got not a clue and count on blues
Just swallow news it's botta boom
Your noggin loose it probably look like pasta noodles
Sorry group of toxic humans all in tune
Cops can't even stop a shooting
R I P to all our students
That's some shit I shouldn't have to say
I'm chilling with the fam today
Niggas get a vision and then take that shit for granted, lame
Enough with the hate, nigga
You got nothing to say, zip up
Fuck out my face with the
Negativity
Man I'm sick of that shit
Enough with the hate, nigga
You got nothing to say, zip up
Fuck out my face with the
Negativity
Man I'm sick of that shit
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Writer(s): Isaiah Davis
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