Fake Fans

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Please don't make a song on race, please don't make a song on guns
 Please don't rap 'bout grills and chains, please don't rap 'bout doin' drugs
 Please don't sell out, please don't fail us, please don't kill yourself and blame us
 Please don't blow up, just get better, please stay underground forever
 Please don't let the money change you, please be good with what you've made
 Please remain who you were when we found you, halfway in your grave
 Are you depressed again? Write about it, please explain
 'Cause when you feel like dyin', that shit just helps me through my day
 Look, I ain't changin' for a buck, I ain't changin' for a fan
 I ain't changin' nothin' up, this is who the fuck I am
 If you fuck with me, I hope that y'all enjoy it
 Beware of all the fake fans tryin' to destroy it, yah
 I ain't switchin' it up, I am the man that I was
 Way before I blew up an' everyone fell in love
 Never once gave a fuck, been doin' me from the jump
 And I will never become the man that you wish I was
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my mama, yeah
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my boss, woo
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my papa, yeah
 You ain't the Jesus on my cross, God bless you though
 Please stop using auto-tune 'cause you sound great, I love your voice
 Please don't drink to kill the pain, you sobered up and made that choice
 Please don't stop responding to my comments, if you took it wrong
 Please don't ever come down off that pedestal I put you on
 Please don't contradict yourself, and make songs with those famous rappers
 Please just barely pay your rent, I'll buy your t-shirt, autograph it
 Please don't ever change your style, or cut your hair, or switch your side
 Do that, and I'll leave you, please just stay the same until you die
 Look, I ain't changin' for a buck, I ain't changin' for a fan
 I ain't changin' nothin' up, this is who the fuck I am
 If you fuck with me, I hope that y'all enjoy it
 Beware of all the fake fans tryin' to destroy it, yah
 I ain't switchin' it up, I am the man that I was
 Way before I blew up an' everyone fell in love
 Never once gave a fuck, been doin' me from the jump
 And I will never become the man that you wish I was
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my mama, yeah
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my boss, woo
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my papa, yeah
 You ain't the Jesus on my cross, God bless you though
 Please don't talk 'bout politics, please don't talk 'bout God
 Please don't get no more tattoo's, I think you've got a lot
 Please don't disagree with me, I only want the best for you
 I only want what I agree with, I don't want the rest of you
 Please take shots at mumble rappers, love it when you make those records
 Please don't talk 'bout mental health, I have never had depression
 I only like your songs if when I listen, I relate
 The rest of all your music is just rapping that I really hate
 Look, I ain't changin' for a buck, I ain't changin' for a fan
 I ain't changin' nothin' up, this is who the fuck I am
 If you fuck with me, I hope that y'all enjoy it
 Beware of all the fake fans tryin' to destroy it, yah
 I ain't switchin' it up, I am the man that I was
 Way before I blew up an' everyone fell in love
 Never once gave a fuck, been doin' me from the jump
 And I will never become the man that you wish I was
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my mama, yeah
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my boss, woo
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my papa, yeah
 You ain't the Jesus on my cross, God bless you though
 If y'all are triggered, bro, what you listen fo'?
 I don't get it, bro, act invincible, y'all are bitches, though
 I ain't switching, bro, nothing's different, no, eh
 If you can't stand the heat, then get the fuck up out the kitchen, bro
 I ain't switching it up, I am the man that I was
 Way before I blew up and everyone fell in love
 Never once gave a fuck, been doing me from the jump
 And I will never become the man that you wish I was
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my mama, yeah
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my boss, woo
 You ain't, you ain't, you ain't my papa, yeah
 You ain't the Jesus on my cross, God bless you though
 If y'all are triggered, bro, what you listen fo'?
 I don't get it, bro, act invincible, y'all are bitches, though
 I ain't switchin', bro, nothin's different, no, eh
 If you can't stand the heat, then get the fuck up out the kitchen, bro
 

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Duration
04:06
Key
9
Tempo
158 BPM

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