f*ck RAP lyrics

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
f*ck rap I'll be me anyway
All the rap sh*t 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 b*tch and sh*t

If I was you I wouldn't say a word
If you did what you talk about then youd be in the dirt
If I did what you did then I'd be questioning my worth
Whats it really worth when you capping for a verse
Huh? pus*y

Tradition is peer pressure from the dead
Looking forward to them n*ggas
Who wan shoot me in the head
Cuz im telling you these n*ggas
Ain't sh*t
And im upset
Talking reckless online
With they feet up in a bed
All you n*ggas think you matter
But you dont
I grew up in a place where
You born and then you gone
All you n*ggas like food
So im feeding on your bones
I dont wanna hear you talk
So leave me the f*ck alone

f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck a b*tch
Hit a lick
Industry n*gga sh*t

Im into this into di*k
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