RANT! Lyrics

Ay here i come, up from nothing

I grip the mic, bout to crush it

You make me sick to the stomach

I pop a cap, you start running

How come you never be hustling?

Leech off others, you bloodsucking

Little vampires, it's puzzling

How you act so damn humble when

All your movements are troubling

Ain't a game, why you tryna win?

I can see it beneath your skin

Your whole world revolves 'round your sin

Like a scooter right to the shin

Leave you stunned like a creepy grin

You will never achieve a thing

You will always be second-string, ay

Weed a cheap vacation, i've been dying to get away

They all say that i shouldn't but I'll be smoking til the grave

I got no love left inside my heart, yeah i gave it all away

Tell the bitches who i gave it to, need that shit back today, ay

When i get to the top, you'll finely all shut up

But since i'm fucking not, you all still fucking love

Hating me just cos, who are you all to judge

Still trying, jump to conclusions like double dutch

How are your shitty jobs, you love to work so much?

Don't go outside too much, still i don't grind enough

But work still getting done, don't talk to anyone

Show some more fucking love, if you aren't wanting shunned