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They been prayin’ that I fall I ain’t trippin’, not at all I still run it, they still crawl They so mad they not involved Middle fingers, suck my balls They been prayin’ that I lose They all faker than the news I’ve got nothin’ left to prove, that’s the truth I’m tired of saying that if I can do it, you can do it You’re only human I’m like a fusion of man and computer, my synapse is wrapped in elastic and aluminum All of these rappers are actin’ unusual Mad at the plaques that are stacked in my studio Y’all should be happy you're not in a cubical But your upset, because my life is beautiful I take my food to go, y’all are consumable I hit the gym, carry the weight like the truman show Hating on me should be unconstitutional Sentenced to death in a [?], executional Everybody tryna get me pissed off I’m a big dawg, make a diss I can get rich quick from I don’t trip, nah, I make hit songs Everybody tryna copy me, from the little kids to Kid Rock I see the conspiracy videos, claimin’ I’m Illuminati See basically theories, like that is created by people who actually angry they’re not me They make excuses for why I’m successful, and their still a failure, it’s actually tragic Letras de cancionesThe only way they can cope with the facts is by claiming I have an advantage, crackheads Me and Nova used to live in a slum In the middle of the hood, with the gangs and the guns Had like 14 bucks for some milk and some buns But then god spoke through me, like he planned it for us I wrote “Dear Rappers”, I was mad and I meant that Borrowed money from brandon for a Google ad Paid him back when I got my first check from Tunecore, and that was 10 grand, yup Then we bought a flash and a light stand Then we bought a lens and red cam We invested every single penny into records, gettin’ heavily in debt But we were confident, eventually we would get fans Then I wrote “Helluvit” and followed it with “WHITEBOY” And they both got a million views I was still in the hood, eating dollar store yogurt, recording the songs in my living room I was in psycho mode, every song viral, though Climbin’ the charts with a 5 dollar microphone Still in the ghetto, my foot in the pedal We were lucky if we made the rent, and the lights were on Rushin’ to write a song, tryna survive it all Nova would shoot it, and edit, and every night was long We were so tired, and desperate with dire depression, we’re fightin’ like cats and dogs I’m tired of ignoring the hate, it’s no longer okay They should know they place I ain’t got the bloodline that makes you enlightened, no masons controllin’ what I say Novas last name is “Paholek”, you know that the Rockafeller name is fake So go tell your Qanon homies that none of them know me Say it to my face I work so hard ‘til I went mental Man, why can’t you see? Couple kids made somethin’ special No conspiracy I’m just on another level One you can’t believe You give credit to the devil, but theres always Me, dawg Feel like I’m a million feet Tall Ain’t nobody I can’t beat, y'all Ain’t nobody high as me, dawg I am higher than the treetops I’m so high that I can reach Stars I’m above the mountain peaks, y'all I’m so high that I can see God They been prayin’ that I quit But my flame been stayin’ lit I been livin’ how they want They still taken’ what they get I guess it is what it is Middle fingers stayin’ flipped I will never run with y’all Tell ‘em all to suck my balls, yeah I’m tired of bein’ the target for these artists Y’all look retarded I get that y’all wanna be ‘cause I’m the largest But I’m doin’ all of this without all the conflict I was a carpenter still got the nails in my pocket I built me an empire with everyone watching They call me demonic, but me and god talkin’ And honestly keepin’ me out of a coffin My body is harder than metal blades, ay My heart electronic, it never breaks, ay Genetically altered, I’ve been dissected by doctors, and had every subatomic particle replaced, ay Everybody wanna get a big house They got big mouths “How to get clout?” Homie, sit down You a big clown, trynna run a diss ‘cause you missed out Never thrown a fist to a king, you ain’t been ‘round My billboard plaques collect dust They been sittin’ on the floor, I never put ‘em up 26 #1s, I’ve already won They’re like “you fakin’ it, he’s Satan's kid, he’s everybody's favorite, I’m hatin’ this, I know he’s not a patriot, Canadian, he lame and he probably only famous ‘cause he paid for it” 4 years to the top of the game You ain’t never seen, a record contract on my name How many rappers stay exactly the same? Y’all get a couple bucks, then immediately change I still write the words that I speak I still make like all of my beats I use these words on another record, on the same fuckin’ CD, bitch Why the hell would the Illuminati want a alcoholic with a mental problem? I can’t be controlled, I don’t fit the mold They want Britney Spears, not Dennis Rodman I am self-made, did it on my own I never needed help, or a sacrificial boat Not connected to the devil, I will never sell my soul I’m a kid who did it all for his girl and his folks, yup I’m exposin’ the truth if they hit so well They gon’ come for me, and I’mma give ‘em hell Before I end up dead or in a prison cell "Tom MacDonald didn’t kill himself" I’m a big boy A big problem for big oil And big pharma I’m the biggest out, I got the biggest mouth And they mad because I got ‘em figured out, yuh Me and my girlfriend are not the elites We ain’t Beyonce and Jay We throwin’ our middle fingers to the system While they throw ‘em in your face I ain’t related to Royals or the Clintons Or the Rothschild name If I was, then the skin on my face wouldn’t wrinkle Illuminati never age I work so hard ‘til I went mental Man, why can’t you see? Couple kids made somethin’ special No conspiracy I’m just on another level One you can’t believe You give credit to the devil, but theres always Me, dawg Feel like I’m a million feet Tall Ain’t nobody I can’t beat, y'all Ain’t nobody high as me, dawg I am higher than the treetops I’m so high that I can reach Stars I’m above the mountain peaks, y'all I’m so high that I can see God From Letras Mania