Participation Mandatory Lyrics

Trey-yo with the drum rack

Ay

You was in the dorms, I was in the houses (In the houses)

Green and white at every turn

I wonder how do they allow this (How do they allow this?)

Blaring trap drums inside every room, who's the loudest (Loudest)

Cocaine was for the 80s? Take a look around us

Doubt it, bruh

Learned a lot in school, but I ain't pick up on algebra

I set my priorities to social scene and having fun

I did that, and now I'm wrapping, packing subs

You know, average rapper stuff

Huh

SRT? That's an aspiration (Sure is)

The day I leave the dealership in a cleaner whip (Yuh)

That's the day I'll say I made it

Mark it on my calendar

Celebrate it every year

Take scenic route with Challenger

I challenge you to challenge my validity (Go ahead, try)

I just spit what's gotten into me

I pity you if you pity me

Silly you, pretty me

Quick review:

The refs determined this verse is murder to the fifth degree

Cause the money not the sole purpose (Nah)

But it's nice, though

The fans are what make the shows worth it, not the idol

I'd probably sell my soul to make a couple mil go viral

Baby, I'm just playing

All these tests say I'm psycho

But it's nice, though

The money not the sole purpose (Nah)

The fans are what make the shows worth it, not the idol

I'd probably sell my soul to make a couple mil go viral

Maybe I'm just playing

All these tests say I'm psycho

When you growing up around that shit

Y'all dumb if you think most aren't down to clown a bit

Even if you don't participate

You see effects—the craving

The way it makes you feel can be amazing

Man, I hate it

Cause I did participate at first with hesitation

Like a female who's unsure if it is menstruation

I'm working with no breaks to reach my destination

Music on my mind all the time

That's that fucking Yeezus dedication

I could go to Guinness

I'm a record breaker

I met the maker

I'll deal with all of the pressure later

Given skills to cause chills with a pen and paper

Entertain cheap thrills

They like, "God bless your labor"

When my mom was in labor in the winter of '02

December 2nd, a lil' came out of the blue (Popped out)

First day on the streets, I went straight to the booth

Leave the lyrics for life that you can't pay me to do (Ay)

Cause the money not the sole purpose (Nah)

But it's nice, though

The fans are what make the shows worth it, not the idol

I'd probably sell my soul to make a couple mil go viral

Baby, I'm just playing

All these tests say I'm psycho

But it's nice, though

The money not the sole purpose (Nah)

The fans are what make the shows worth it, not the idol

I'd probably sell my soul to make a couple mil go viral

Maybe I'm just playing

All these tests say I'm psycho

Bzz

Started out local like honey does

Wrote my first rap

No way there would be a subtle buzz

My head is the hive, and the bees inside fucking suck

Needed more time to thrive

Check us out in coming months (Check us out)

Cause I found this shit

And ever since I did

I knew that I was bound to spit

Jumping around as the police surround moshpit

And now I'm out this bitch

Sneak out the crowd and dip

Holy cow, that's slick

Generations before me farming crops for cash

Last week, we just sold the property we had

Like Monopoly, we did it for economy

My mom's pops died before we sold it off responsibly

The man was so great, I couldn't put it into words if I tried

Taught me to shake a cracker's hand until it hurts, and they cried

Hip replacements to something went worse

Went from fun in Jerome's home to funding a hearse, damn