All I ever told you to do was grow up don't grow down
You know like you know grow up Don't grow down grow out
You go from being a kid doing your thing hanging out with friends Months later you're world famous You're a gay rights activist and you don't even know it You know what I don't wanna say it to you no more
TylerF**k you Tyler Watch me get this money ni**a tired of being hungry ni**a Nothing funny sass me while I'm thrashing I'mma punch a ni**a Never made of plastic I'm a savage you look lunch my ni**a Passing all you hating f**king fags we don't discuss my ni**a We ain't on no jolly sh*t and we don't pop no mollies b**ch I'm hockin' spitting got some niggas out here poppin' ollie switch
Buncha novices Odd Future the squad its thick Them young niggas is back and brash attacking with no common sense We the last of a dying breed And we don't give a f**k so we cannot supply your needs You stupid niggas who had said our hype is dying please My pocket's solid making profit off the highest tees
Ni**a Dom so cool I refer him in third person Watch me get this money I'm up when the bird's chirpin'
Make actions f**k rehearsing
Ni**a summer fall winter-time 24/365
You niggas gon' give me mine I don't have plenty time Flying out at any time getting money any grind You niggas gon' give me mine you niggas gon' give me mine Ni**a summer fall winter-time 24/365
You niggas gon' give me mine I don't have plenty time Flying out at any time getting money any grind You niggas gon' give me mine you niggas gon' give me mine In a world where kids my age are popping mollies with leather Sitting on Tumblr never outside or enjoying the weather Can name a sweater but not a talent or don't know if whether Or not they got one tried to change their life for the better I was a drama club kid I'd run with a fun dip my nuts itched I was defiant always said "F**k sh*t" Hated the popular ones now I'm the popular one Also hated homes too til I start coppin' me some See I don't beez in the trap ni**a I beez in the b's And I be gassin' in my buzz like some bees in a Shell F**king sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on Adele And b**ches getting touchy-feely like they reading some braille I bust quick like gun-holders with short tempers and well I tried to tell the kids like f**k it start being yourself These f**king rappers got stylists it's cause they can't think for themselves See they don't have an identity so they needed some help but
Really boy Posers looking silly boy I'm in that past season 'Preme sh*t older than Tity Boi Na'kel Smith Transworld page 64
Poppin' like oil ollies and fire flames I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the f**king quiet game The f**k am I saying Tyler's not even a violent name I'm 'bout as threatening as stained windbreakers in hurricanes But he rapes women and spit wrong like he hate dentists God damn menace 666 and he's not finished And my sh*t's missing he hates women but loves kittens See y'all niggas trippin' man
Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on 10 of my songs Look at that Mom who thinks I'm evil hold that grudge against me Though I'm the reason that her motherf**king son got to eat Look at the kid who had the 9 and tried to blow out his mind But talk is money I said "Hi " I guess I bought him some time Look at the ones in the crowd That sh*t is barnacles huh They thought I wasn't fair until I threw a carnival huh But then again I'm an athiest that just worships Satan And it's probably why I'm not getting no f**king album placements And MTV could suck my dick and I ain't f**kin' playing Bruh they never played it I just won sh*t for their f**king ratings" Analog" fans are getting sick of the rape All the "Tron Cat" fans are getting sick of the lakes But what about me b**ch I'm getting sick of complaints But I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the bank
Over and over sh*t who really gives a f**k what I think My fans don't think turning on me sh*t they're almost extinct F**k buying studio time I'mma go purchase a shrink Record the session and send all you motherf**kers a link b**ch Ni**a summer fall winter-time 24/365Y Ou niggas gon' give me mine I don't have plenty time Flying out at any time getting money any grind You niggas gon' give me mine you niggas gon' give me mine Ni**a summer fall winter-time 24/365 You niggas gon' give me mine I don't have plenty time Flying out at any time getting money any grind You niggas gon' give me mine you niggas gon' give me mine This sh*t just like the nights I look forward to not remembering So much for being sober I hope that you can forgive me But Momma I'm close to the edge as possible
I'm seeing it's a drop in my occular jumping like they told me That the 40's half off like you know that cliff Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that sh*t Or get compared to f**king pair with all the program kids So maybe a pair of pale b**ches for the gonads lick Malt liquor filling me up and all us not giving no f**ks and All of them sensitive chumps in awe when that pistol erupts Dirty one spitting that sumpy raw till his wrists in the cuffs
Samuel's here
Where's Wolf
F**king faggot
Salem was mine b**ch
Was that good enough you f**king p**sy
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I'm seeing it's a drop in my occular jumping like they told me That the 40's half off like you know that cliff Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that sh*t Or get compared to f**king pair with all the program kids So maybe a pair of
