Fuck Rap

Ima get older and tell everybody i rapped about killing and selling, a felon
Tell my supporters that i was a shooter im flexing and totin the indian weapons
Moved to la ima get a face that and then hope that the internet people get
threatened
Impressing and now im gon write me a bar about how ive been selling dope since
i was seven
Fuck rap
Ill be me anyway
All the rap shit
Get out of my face
Think they move
But they running in place
You got a gun
Won’t run a damn fade
Damn
Maybe i got an issue
No
The world to sensitive
I can’t mention it
Got couple things i can’t say
Cuz people bitch and shit
If i was you
I wouldn’t even say a word
If you did what you talk about
Then youd be in the dirt
If i did what you did then
Id be questioning my worth
Whats it really worth
When you capping for a verse
Huh? pussy
Tradition is peer pressure
From the dead
Looking forward to them niggas
Who wan shoot me in the head
Cuz im telling you these niggas
Ain’t shit
And im upset
Talking reckless online
With they feet up in a bed
All you niggas think you matter
But you dont
I grew up in a place where
You born and then you gone
All you niggas like food
So im feeding on your bones
I dont wanna hear you talk
So leave me the fuck alone
Fuck these niggas
Fuck a bitch
Hit a lick
Industry nigga shit
Im into this into dick
Half gay
Ima hit my opps with a brick
Im just a rapper
And i do rap things
I sell drugs sell guns
In the scene