歌词
What's up with this **** shit
**** is with this shit
Why is he still rapping
He even wears the fas*ionshould've
Stuck to makin' pop
Commercial smashes
Seriously
That's why people don't
Take you seriously
That's why we don't wanna hear nothin' you say
'Cause you ain't the man that
You appear to be
No shit seriously
We don't wanna hear your conspiracies
And we don't wanna hear your political
Views 'bout extra terrestrial
Activity
Look b***h make up your mind
How much longer you gon' wait to decide
You was kickin' some dangerous lines
Now buyin' your shit a waste of my time
B***h what's up with you
That's why all my niggas
Don't **** with you
And that's why we don't come
To your after parties
'Cause we don't wanna hang
In the club with you
It's only two type of nigga
A street nigga and a you type of nigga
A corny type of nigga
Prolly born with a new silver
Spoon type of nigga
A new type of nigga
A sell out surrounded by wealth
You should've been one of the greats
Now you just sound like everyone else
Hello
Bob what are you doin' what are you doin'
You losin' your core fan base
And your viewers
Let me show you how to
Flow show you how
To make music
Obviously you clueless how I know
'Cause I'm jewish
Oh is that unruly for me to say so rudely
What if I stand on trial
What if I stand
On jury
What are we on tv who's the judge judge judy
What am I supposed to return all
These cars and
Jewelry
Like I don't even know
How the flow supposed to
Go
Like I don't even know
How the show supposed to
Flow
Like I don't even know
How the beat supposed to
Sound
Like I don't even know
Where the notes supposed to
Go
Like I don't even know
How my soul's supposed to
Feel
Like I ain't supposed
To win like I ain't supposed
To glow
But you'll never understand
The way that I think
If you ain't grow up where
They sold shit before
Oh number one draft pick
Number one draft pick
Oh he's nice for a black
Guy oh he's smart
For a rapper
Oh that's who he's
With oh she's cute for a
Black chick
Oh he's actually cool
I went to school with him
Actually
Actually he could've had a masterpiece
Now it's just a ****in' catastrophe
Anyway get fitz on the phone
Tell him send it over to mastering