True lyrics

[Chorus]
Some people like me and some people won't (true)
Give a f*ck? Well b*tch, no I don't (true)
And you can hate me all the f*ck you want (okay)

[Verse 1]
Need a whip with the engine in the back
So I can stuff you in the f*cking front
I take no talking and no f*ck-sh*t
You coming at me, that's a dead man walking
Y'all ain't never spitting nothing that's above this
Say I sound like so-and-so, well I don't know
At least it get's the people talking
I mean I don't got a problem with it
All I know is all I am is me and I don't gotta copy people
Because a lot of people like to think they know a lot about me but
They don't even know my first name, and
They always rap and I could merk 'em on my worst day
You heard me rap? Well then you must've heard a first-place
I'll sing it back, make sure you motherf*ckers heard me
You heard me rap? Well then you must've heard a first-place
And the day you come in is the day I'll take you out, like
Like you got buried on your birthday, no way, I'm not f*cking 'round here
So how could you f*ck this up
I just snapped, they know what the f*ck is up
I hope you, jumping from a hundred trucks
'Cause oh God, you need to get up off my nuts
Don't got a mother-f*ck to give to these critics who think they know me
These b*tches better get off my di*k then they better blow me
Ain't giving out any debt to these people who think we homies
I ain't talking 'bout no [?] so come and show me
[Chorus]
Some people like me and some people won't (true)
Give a f*ck? Well b*tch, no I don't (true)
And you can hate me all the f*ck you want (okay)

[Verse 2]
Tryna rock the business bet Jehovah witness
How I cross the oceans just to feature this sh*t
I ain't playing around with no one else in this b*tch
I've been laying it down, the instrumentals and sh*t
Feel like I'm Lil' Uzi Vert, I'm bringing hell in this b*tch
Yeah, I'm selfish as sh*t
To my haters, hope you fell in a ditch
And I ain't f*cking with you no more
I'm getting so bored
These rappers nowadays are seeming so forced
I know more than y'all
Literally impossible to keep my opinions cause y'all trash, man
So on and so forth and uh
f*ck that sh*t y'all talking
Y'all gon' be salty once some blood spill on 'em
I could wash my hands but the bloods still on 'em
And every single beat gets beaten down and killed off, and I
Got that V8 drive, never left behind
In no time, I'm living in everyone's dreams
I'm living a lie, and f*ck
I made this bread off my f*cking stream on the side
From the features, I need this sh*t that I know that money can buy like
Happiness and a new necklace, if you disagree then, you don't get it
You ain't even levels away from my presence
Y'all could keep the talk, you stacking up my checks, b*tch
[Chorus]
Some people like me and some people won't (true)
Give a f*ck? Well b*tch, no I don't (true)
And you can hate me all the f*ck you want (okay)

[Outro]
I am not the one to f*ck with any beat or subject
I would decimate it, private or in public