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[intro]
this verse?

[verse 1: wat3rl4va]
inspired to the middle_sister and thats me, the poison apple from my family’s tree, feeling like first g.o.a.t. rapper make me write a song called “rap god”
i dont inspire to em, you b_tches think im talent stealer you ain’t gotta ask me
the first one of my family, to be on di_rection in school, for poking a pencil in my friends eye, so me and mi madre won’t stop making me study bout and hi_story and me “saddy”
where the hoes at? and not the other hoes, skippin school wit’ yo b_tch like “la vamos”
at night, hit the l!ck with the toasty toast, hit the b_tch bet she call the 12 and told them: “dont get close”
look, you never catch me, (ha!)
look, you never catch me, my bio was “i am single with a new patek” like a gucci mane
ski mask, coat and boots make me look like a tall athlete
so they loose every time i bag him in

[chorus]
us, we dont give a f_ck about you
your homie on yo block they get into (our gang)
you little mothaf_ckas ain’t gangsta, no no
us, we dont give a f_ck about you
dont make me pull out the hate on you (b_tch)
you little mothaf_ckas ain’t gangsta, no no

[post_chorus: nigelrigel]
i’ve been singing to the people
give me a reason, give me a reason
the pain is just another sequel
give me a reason, give me a reason
[verse 2: nigelrigel]
time goes on, life is a silly song
and we’ve been playing with pain all along
time to keep moving past
find something that will last
because they don’t care no more, no more
tell me what i gotta do
i don’t want the hate on me, much less on you
it’s time to move on, crooning the same sad song
okay, let’s get turnt again

[verse 3: wat3rl4va]
oh dod gamn thats the hail “the king”
imma ran into your house until you recieve a “ping”
tell the b_tch “stop screaming at me, or else im gonna start playing” (with you)
she though that i love her, when the sh_t ain’t truth
thats 100% f_cked up, yeah man, but f_ck that
im grown, i used to hit the pans in the kitchen with my moms in the room, thats messed up
im trying write my songs, but im sorry if i act out like a movie in work, okay
run around, run in school, run a park, when your pockets ain’t gang gang
runnin’ halls, running locks, spit this sh_t, i write this sh_t, spent a mill, spent the sh_t, take the money check, dont smoke, f_ck the smokes, uh huh thats it?,yes, thats it
tell my job that i quit, tell my friends “i got fired”
boss said: “work more” i said: “i got your lies”
check your mail, it said “f_ck your fans”, guess who that sh_t was from, i said “was the obsidian” (obsidian)

[chorus: wat3rl4va]
us, we dont give a f_ck about you
your homie on yo block they get into (our gang)
you little mothaf_ckas ain’t gangsta, no no
us, we dont give a f_ck about you
dont make me pull out the hate on you (b_tch)
you little mothaf_ckas ain’t gangsta, no no
[post_chorus: nigelrigel]
i’ve been singing to the people
give me a reason, give me a reason
the pain is just another sequel
give me a reason, give me a reason

- wat3rl4va

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