[Hook] They told me feel what you say And say what you feel Being fake up in these songs That was never the deal So ******* that Mother****** ******* that And I never been afraid of something in my way So if all you got is hate Well all I gotta say is ******* that Mother****** ******* that And all that bull************t [Verse 1] Gimme the mic, I hold it tight in my hands Spittin' it right, livin' the life, it's only right that I am I know that And I'm glad you feel it Old habits die hard, ************ ask Bruce Willis Cause see, this is my life I'm just doing what I got to And everybody from your hometown is tryin' to knock you ******* that, I ain't even tryin' to hear it All I make is party music, you should listen to the lyrics, mother****** What's success without the struggle Everything change when you start to get your buzz up Talk behind your back with everybody and they mother But she should know not to judge a book by its cover But none of this is news Same people speculatin' and all about how I went to Duke Truth hurts, ************ You've been talkin' ************t your whole ******* life All I need is two verses [Hook] They told me feel what you say And say what you feel Being fake up in these songs That was never the deal So ******* that Mother****** ******* that And I never been afraid of something in my way So if all you got is hate Well all I gotta say is ******* that Mother****** ******* that [Verse 2] Well ******* it I'mma be real These other dudes are borin' me Feelin' fantastic, there should be like four of me Made a couple hundred, well that was just reportedly Got a lot of women so I spread them out accordingly These comparisons are made too often Tryin' to run the game, Christopher Walken Started makin' music in my friend's apar*******ent Now I'm gettin' bigger and bigger like Kelly Clarkson I beg your pardon, oopsie daisy Went to get the Range, but the coupe was crazy So they had to hate it Same people shake your hand are *******' mad you made it But look, that's why your middle finger close to your ring Cause it's either love or hate and there ain't no inbetween Nah mean? No rest on the road to success Cause the pain of hard work hurt less than regret [Hook x2]
[Hook] They told me feel what you say And say what you feel Being fake up in these songs That was never the deal So ******* that Mother****** ******* that And I never been afraid of something in my way So if all you got is hate Well all I gotta say is ******* that Mother****** ******* that And all that bull************t [Verse 1] Gimme the mic, I hold it tight in my hands Spittin' it right, livin' the life, it's only right that I am I know that And I'm glad you feel it Old habits die hard, ************ ask Bruce Willis Cause see, this is my life I'm just doing what I got to And everybody from your hometown is tryin' to knock you ******* that, I ain't even tryin' to hear it All I make is party music, you should listen to the lyrics, mother****** What's success without the struggle Everything change when you start to get your buzz up Talk behind your back with everybody and they mother But she should know not to judge a book by its cover But none of this is news Same people speculatin' and all about how I went to Duke Truth hurts, ************ You've been talkin' ************t your whole ******* life All I need is two verses [Hook] They told me feel what you say And say what you feel Being fake up in these songs That was never the deal So ******* that Mother****** ******* that And I never been afraid of something in my way So if all you got is hate Well all I gotta say is ******* that Mother****** ******* that [Verse 2] Well ******* it I'mma be real These other dudes are borin' me Feelin' fantastic, there should be like four of me Made a couple hundred, well that was just reportedly Got a lot of women so I spread them out accordingly These comparisons are made too often Tryin' to run the game, Christopher Walken Started makin' music in my friend's apar*******ent Now I'm gettin' bigger and bigger like Kelly Clarkson I beg your pardon, oopsie daisy Went to get the Range, but the coupe was crazy So they had to hate it Same people shake your hand are *******' mad you made it But look, that's why your middle finger close to your ring Cause it's either love or hate and there ain't no inbetween Nah mean? No rest on the road to success Cause the pain of hard work hurt less than regret [Hook x2]
