Haterade

Okay
Everything's a simulation
I'm constantly on vacation
I really like masturbation
There's not many rhymes
That have ation at the end
I stopped
I stopped
I stopped
I stopped
I stopped

I stopped Caring
Stopped complaining
I stopped giving
And started talking
Growing older getting stronger
Living faster living longer
Still on the grind with the one track mind
To say fuck the world and get on with my life
Living the days wasting away
Hoping that you'll come back again
All you do is run away
All you do is run away
All you do is run away
My arms are broken and my legs are weak
My head is fucked

I can barely think I keep thinking of the day
Where we'll see through
God damn
God damn
God damn
All the times we created handshakes
I should've know that you were fake
I fucking gave you too much
I fucking gave you too much
I fucking gave you too much
I fucking gave you too much

Bro
Bro
Bro
Bro
Bro
Bro
You ruined my
Obsession with asians
I really liked asians
You ruined my favorite thing I loved
Those hairy species and purple pussys
And purple pussys
You can not tell me that shits pink
You could just not

Aye
Trust myself
Did the fights got the belts
Work ones self
Rely on no one else
Fought my inner demons
Then i broke the ceiling
My faith did the healing
I'm a freeman no concealing
Money appealing
I'm straight no double dealing
New girl in the evening
Her outfit revealing
Got the come up feeling
This time its my season
I prayed for this im kneeling
The devil got them stealing

I got the time and i'm coming up
I got the time and i'm coming up
I got the time and i'm coming up
Time imma run it up
Always gotta double up
Time imma run it up
Always gotta double up
Always gotta double up

Keep the pressure up
Couldn't show no mercy
Lift the load like hammer
Marvel coz i'm worthy
Rock a gucci jersey
Weed i smoke be earthy
You haters won't un nerve me

My last ones needed surgery
Killed the game
Make this song an anniversary
Now the streets talking
Too much controversy
Like i did a burglary
But i just switched to burberry
Out this world on mercury
Now my girls back is curvy

I got the time and im coming up
I got the time and im coming up
I got the time and im coming up
Always gotta run it up
And double up

I got the time and im coming up
I got the time and im coming up
I got the time and im coming up

You haters won't un nerve me
Ya'll haters won't un nerve me
You haters won't un nerve me

So I woke up this morning
And was like you know life getting a little repetitive
You know kind of depressed kind of want
To off myself
But I was like let me not be one of those
White boys that listen to suicide boys
And just be mad with a little bit of
Auto tune
C'mon you guys really like that rap group man
The ones that sound like

The moral of this song
Yah halak ba
Is to turn your suicidal thoughts
Into homicidal thoughts



Credits
Writer(s): Zion Wolf
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