Poetic Speech (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
What n*gga says he's going to be a f*cking rapper?
Are you kidding me?
That's how you're gonna f*cking support your family?
You don't got any subscribers on YouTube
Are you f*cking kidding me? (Damn)
You have no subscribers
So how the f*ck you gonna support a family, make a mother proud
Hey, hey, he has ten

[Verse]
I tried a new style
But I’m back to cause destruction
They say you blowin' up
Now, b*tch, I been eruptin'
No fussin'
I’m brain damaged with my rhymes
I just had a concussion
Fake supportin'
These b*tches actin' shady but I’ma keep pushin'
This music like a pregnant lady
So go ahead and hate me
My life too perfect to give a f*ck about yours
I just sweeped up these rappers like a chore
Watch 'em suffer, I adore
Use to be afraid to open up like a door
I’m The Godfather of this rap sh*t
I’ll kill you before you born
I lift my ego like a forklift
Yo b*tch probably fell I’m love because you forced it
I almost quit rap, I almost forfeit
I ain’t f*ckin' wit' society terms
They like to dig us in the ground like some worms
R.I.P. Hip-Hop, nobody cares about the words
We lookin' like sheep 'cause we all movin' in herds
Speakin' yo mind might become a f*ckin' curse
'Cause if a man get shot
A man get shot if he spoke his thoughts
He bound to get popped
Y’all teachin' us to work the nine-to-five jobs
Instead of chasin' our dream
School is just a castle tryna keep you in
We won’t fight the system 'cause they always win
So I wrote this song, now tell me if I’m wrong
School is access for mental health to be destroyed
Not everyone is popular or has a life they enjoy
I believe life is what you want it to be about
You learn more from yourself and this is no doubt
You follow plan A, B, and C
Then ya on ya own beggin' to be free
Yo parents kicked you out and you thinkin' they mean
But honestly, what if I wanna rap?
They ain’t teachin' that
Life’s rushin' you, it’s winnin' the race
And the moment you mention rap
They gonna laugh in yo face
I don’t wanna work no Mickey D’s, no Burger Kings
No college degrees
I only wanna be one thing and that’s me
Society equals anxiety
We are the illest rappers alive
We made a track just to f*ck wit' ya mind
I built this house and the skill that I craft and I want what’s mine
I stand in the dark but I still shine
I ain’t no regular guy
I bring a knife to a shootout
Kill me once but I still don’t die
I ain’t been flexin', I just share the blessin'
For when I’m in the grave
If you misbehave, I’ll resurrect him
Raise the bar before I dissect them
They say that I’m lethal, my bars are like a cheat code
Get high at the gates like I’m Chico
I’m not always sad, I’m just being me, though
f*ck a Gucci bag and f*ck a Louis V, though
I’m respectin' women 'cause not every girl is a hoe
Guess I got to go
I ain’t the one to blame
f*ck rap and f*ck the game