CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Written Freestyle
I’m wanted dead or alive
They can’t make up their mind
They can hardly decide
Which side to side
If I’m the greatest of all time
They gon’ tell you a lie
They won’t feed me a dime
Though every penny I earned is rightfully mine
And I ain’t gon’ ride ‘cause Imma drive ‘til I die
And if I don’t pass that finish line
My fans are gonna conspiracize
Like, “yeah, he registered late
But we saw whеn he started. He was hardly hеarted
But he’s been on it since he audit the game.”
He wasn’t in it for fame
Nah, he wanted the riches
But fell in love with just playing
And now he one of the riches?
Man, they gon’ claim that he’s Kanye insane
Let’s take a look at that brain
Mr. Andrew Leffew, what the f**k are you saying?
Well allow me to elaborate for all of you lames
I’m already bat-sh*t crazy, so what would it matter
If I claim to be better than Jay-Z?
Mr. “I’m so appalled,” a billionaire
Yet he ain’t buy him no mall
I guess he sold out
To busy dealing with old man problems
Like, so am I
Taking Abilify ‘cause I’m hearing voices
That wanna murder me everyday
I guess I am shining huh Mr. Spielberg?
What more can I say?
I’m rapping over instrumentals
To help settle my brain
It’s the only thing I look forward to
Since I’m not getting laid
I’m afraid it’s too late
A sacrifice that I made
I know some b*t*hes
Who probably think that I’m gay
’Cause I didn’t give ‘em the “D”
Truth be told, it haunts me everyday
f**k it, what am I saying?
I can still d**k ‘em down
They just don’t want it loud
‘Cause they ashamed to know it’s me
A wannabe, a try hard, he gon’ really die hard
When he overdose on Viagra while f**king
Riley Reid
b*t*h, please
You’re making them scream
Well I’m living by CREAM
‘Cause “Cash Rules Everything Around Me”
And I don’t need a catchy hook or a chorus
To catch these peoples attention
They outta lock me in detention
‘Cause I’m constantly spittin’
On these fags who got as*h**e intentions
So this the sh*t that I drop
Just to get y’all to mosh
Oh pish posh, save the rest for tomorrow
b*t*h, I’m on
Man, I’m outta control
I’m even lippin’ my mom
While I’m flippin’ her off like, “get lost!”
But we cool, so she gon’ turn her head and ignore him
While I drop to my knees
From hyperventilating
‘Cause the sh*t that I hear
Lets me know that I’m here
Just living all of my dreams
They can’t make up their mind
They can hardly decide
Which side to side
If I’m the greatest of all time
They gon’ tell you a lie
They won’t feed me a dime
Though every penny I earned is rightfully mine
And I ain’t gon’ ride ‘cause Imma drive ‘til I die
And if I don’t pass that finish line
My fans are gonna conspiracize
Like, “yeah, he registered late
But we saw whеn he started. He was hardly hеarted
But he’s been on it since he audit the game.”
He wasn’t in it for fame
Nah, he wanted the riches
But fell in love with just playing
And now he one of the riches?
Man, they gon’ claim that he’s Kanye insane
Let’s take a look at that brain
Mr. Andrew Leffew, what the f**k are you saying?
Well allow me to elaborate for all of you lames
I’m already bat-sh*t crazy, so what would it matter
If I claim to be better than Jay-Z?
Mr. “I’m so appalled,” a billionaire
Yet he ain’t buy him no mall
I guess he sold out
To busy dealing with old man problems
Like, so am I
Taking Abilify ‘cause I’m hearing voices
That wanna murder me everyday
I guess I am shining huh Mr. Spielberg?
What more can I say?
I’m rapping over instrumentals
To help settle my brain
It’s the only thing I look forward to
Since I’m not getting laid
I’m afraid it’s too late
A sacrifice that I made
I know some b*t*hes
Who probably think that I’m gay
’Cause I didn’t give ‘em the “D”
Truth be told, it haunts me everyday
f**k it, what am I saying?
I can still d**k ‘em down
They just don’t want it loud
‘Cause they ashamed to know it’s me
A wannabe, a try hard, he gon’ really die hard
When he overdose on Viagra while f**king
Riley Reid
b*t*h, please
You’re making them scream
Well I’m living by CREAM
‘Cause “Cash Rules Everything Around Me”
And I don’t need a catchy hook or a chorus
To catch these peoples attention
They outta lock me in detention
‘Cause I’m constantly spittin’
On these fags who got as*h**e intentions
So this the sh*t that I drop
Just to get y’all to mosh
Oh pish posh, save the rest for tomorrow
b*t*h, I’m on
Man, I’m outta control
I’m even lippin’ my mom
While I’m flippin’ her off like, “get lost!”
But we cool, so she gon’ turn her head and ignore him
While I drop to my knees
From hyperventilating
‘Cause the sh*t that I hear
Lets me know that I’m here
Just living all of my dreams
