R.M.T.W.W. lyrics

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Veracity


[Verse 1]
White tee and them skinny jeans
With them old dirty vans hoe
But I'm still lookin' fly though
College kid I ain't got dough
I ain't rockin' Prada, Versace, Gucci, or Louis
I ain't gotta flex sh*t cause my melodies are groovy
If you only spit rhymes for them mothaf*ckin' groupies
Ya top hit song?
Prolly about an uzi
Y'all some lame mothaf*ckas if you want the truth truly
sh*t ain't easy as it seems like you livin' in a movie
Why ya chest stickin' out?
All these mothaf*ckas snooty
Why you actin' like a b*tch?
All these mothaf*ckas fruity
Tell me why y'all are so arrogant
Way too comfortable
You plannin' the start of ya detriment
Y'all are so vulnerable
Ya come up just look like a deficit
That sh*t ain't negotiable
Look in the face of ya nemesis
I am not foldable

[Hook]
All you rappers rubbin' me the wrong way
Y'all ain't masseuse
So here's what I do
You give me my money back I will not sue
All you rappers rubbin' me the wrong way
Y'all ain't masseuse
So here's what I do
You give me my money back I will not sue

[Verse 2]
Funny how a mothaf*cka think it's a joke
Until I drop a couple bars up on the beat and now they stoked
Now they woke enough to see the f*ckin' fire that I wrote
Now they makin' bets, Veracity is the GOAT
Differently, Skillfully, Visciously, Brilliantly
I'm breakin' rules of this f*ckin' industry
Cudi did it, Logic did it, Cole did it
So why not me?
On that pursuit of happiness
Makin' music forever
Flexicution is imminent
My foes considered lesser
To a young man from a tale of 2 towns that is going every measure
I'm tryna rise above my idols man
So I put my palms together

[Hook]
All you rappers rubbin' me the wrong way
Y'all ain't masseuse
So here's what I do
You give me my money back I will not sue
All you rappers rubbin' me the wrong way
Y'all ain't masseuse
So here's what I do
You give me my money back I will not sue

[Verse 3]
They so repetitive
The reasoning is definite
I'm credited with never engaging with that negative
My flow is electric
Pushin' protons at my nemesis
If you questionin' my melanin, you high off some medicine
Ya hypothesisis is tentative
So Idiom is testin' it
Ya IQ is so low
The test results reflectin' it
But it's okay, I benefit when they critique indefinite
So I suggest you take ya claim and mothaf*ckin' edit it

[Hook]
All you rappers rubbin' me the wrong way
Y'all ain't masseuse
So here's what I do
You give me my money back I will not sue
All you rappers rubbin' me the wrong way
Y'all ain't masseuse
So here's what I do
You give me my money back I will not sue

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