
Chorus: we took our on road Though they told us no Forget what you told us I don’t care what you think about it Now we boutta blow and Everybody knows man Killing all of these shows and (I don’t care what you think about it) 8x Verse 1: ain’t nobody gon' make your bed You gotta create your own fate instead Now they all want a piece of the cake you bake But don’t congratulate when you break that leg They would rather hate for the days you spent With the name Kyle Bent Tryna gain this cred For the game that you said you would die for Whether alive or dead They won’t pay their respect And I aim for the best This is russian roulette One chance that you get Try not to ruin it On a quest to change the average every day lives No tres, you will never pass my drive Test I then die Have your hands on your chest like you got a tyrannosaurus rex inside Wack rap guys tryna change a rap style But they trash and I think a rap class is what they need You would need to be in the passenger seat, with my feet on gas going fast Just to keep you up with speed Either take the lead or you finna take defeat Been chasing this lead before I even hit my teens You would never believe all the things I achieved through years of deciet And I’m still hear to breathe I’mma need a receipt For the peers I received Not the ones with the seeds that you tear out of trees But the ones with the teeth and the hair and the needs that are scared to Be free That’s some fear I don’t need Tryna stab me in the back I don’t care I don’t bleed We don’t own no feelings throw your tears in the sea When you come across me, be prepared for the best I appear Godly when compared to the rest They don’t care bout me I don’t care if they vexed They don’t comprehend me like sumerian text Chorus: we took our on road Though they told us no Forget what you told us I don’t care what you think about it Now we boutta blow and Everybody knows man Killing all of these shows and (I don’t care what you think about it) 8x Verse 2: ain’t nobody gon give you daps Before you enter that stage and perform that rap They gon state their opinion whether you dope or wack How you cope with that Grinded my whole life been cut deep But wasn’t confronted by no knife nor tough teeth Now I just be chilling in them trees like monkeys Done see I ball like bun B Diamond in the rough Chilling on something comfy And I earned this luxury The fans loving me and that’s enough for me And though the feelings priceless Ain’t nothing for free Lames fronting cause I’m buzzing like bumble bees It ain’t nothing man I’m coming for your sovereignty I bring peace boy, why you tryna war with me? Talks cheap and I found you at the dollar tree So honestly I don’t really need your commentary Shorty say that I’m the cure sure come get treated Fame knocking at my door like it’s trick or treating They sleeping on me, no temperpedic Temperature of my literature’s overheating No repeating These rappers recycling lines Running out of rhymes Yall ain’t competing They bump my music like it’s leukemic I move the crowd with telekinesis On the road to success, I don’t no scenic She know that I’m next, and I don’t she sees it And she happens to know When I rap with this flow Every rapper gets exposed don’t show your cleavage Fathering the game yeah, I conceived it Got waves on my brain yall lames get sea sick Yall ain’t believe it Now you came and seen it Chance came my way, can’t blame me if I seized it (Ye)
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