D.R.A.M. - #1EPICRANT (Ode To The Struggle Rappers) lyrics

[Verse 1] Seen a n***a talkin' bout me like a dog I seen a n***a change up, ask a n***a for a song I done seen a b**h cry Two months later she on all my D I see KK n***a, my homie got a 30 shot Glock Heard she a b**h that love to get co*k All that lumpin' and bumpin', you know the b**h hot I made it cool to be a fat boy I'm on your b**h like a frat boy f**in' whats yours, cigarillo guts hit the floor For lousy, k** for that noise Stroke right, all night, plumber with the long pipe Hundred band juug on my HP You should see what one click takes me Worldwide web I'm boomin' worldwide When she saw the boomin' caught your girls eye Get you a slice of this humble pie Made from the fruit of my loins, and my fruit of my loom Get no f** wit' Probably cause you stay on f** sh** I be high on my drunk sh**, all of the functions On a b**h that can barely function I love this life I live, I came from a triflin' lil city In a city I never been to, and they f**in' with me Cause the "Cha Cha" frenzy Yeah thats wavy [Hook] Ride the wave, the wave I don't ask for features, I get asked for em n***as mad, postin' raps up on these forums Say I'm Hollywood, I'm actin' foreign I should make the next n***a feel out of form As far as love, I never had none for him [Verse 2] Cause I was puttin' in work while them hoes was snorin' I was puttin' in work while you b**hes snorin', yeah yeah Kick in the sh** with my good shoes on Run in the town, my a** sat down, I'm a kingpin These things that are said about me, are truthful Every word I do mean, school these malnourished souls Til they're barely hot, years, they volunteers Witness how jelly rock Too hot to handle like a pot from the bottom I was deprived of nothing, still had to start from the bottom Ain't it something how I used music to channel my problems Like a [?] cable remote with no [?] to quote And I'm the latest to post, like a slow a** sinna But when you pa** me that rock, I bet that sh** goes inward C-notes and benji's Benihanas for dinners, s**y mamis for quickes Slangin' wood with no splinters We wolves plus winners We out here building this wave, you wanna ride but you cain't We out the building, its wavy [Hook] I don't ask for features, I get asked for em n***as mad, postin' raps up on these forums Say I'm Hollywood, I'm actin' foreign I should make the next n***a feel out of form As far as love, I never had none for him Cause I knew they never had none for me Cause n***as sleepin', I was workin' Yeah yeah run this [Interlude] Shoutout to [?], we finna k** this sh** Get the f** up off my back about these bars and sh** man f** that sh**, uh alright [Verse 3] n***a don't get it twisted Unless its weed in the blunt lemme hit it While I'm screamin' f** rap to you n***as I'm pa**ed finished with you Black and mild smokin', reggie chokin' Gotta be jokin' think you f**in' with D.R.A.M I'm napalm from Vietnam, dropping bombs for the dope I send (?) they had no clue I had flow But I'm cool with that tho I used to tag the toes of dudes with no soul While they shoes was still on, is that so? So the f** what? These numb nuts ain't worth the attention Who want a feature cause I'm working and winning Oh yeah I get it, it's no (?) help with your vision So how you so ready to work if you not ready for spending I need c-notes and Benzes This Benihana delicious I got your b**h in my (?) You should pay way more attention Think I hit my top speed but I'm just revving my engine f** (?) came to me, b**h I (?) to go get it, n***a And this me having bars sh** [Verse 4] Uh, uh, uh, uh, DRAM man Somebody said I wasn't there yet Well n***a where the f** am I at? (?) n***as act like I ain't the man Rejecting the same jam that turn they a** to McMahon So fall back with these preconceived notions like Yeah I think you stupid I just feel he needs focus Like I read with bifocals n***a I be going postal like mailman when the dog is loose Soon as you pa** the gate they try to bite and bark at you Overcame obstacles Triple at the ones that rhyme like Doctor Suess Left these n***as hanging dead without a noose They (?) Truth be told I knew I had the it factor since two years old While all these commentating, sidelining, quick riding, dick pirating Sail the ocean blue to get screwed and your b**h like it Play this sh** on Sunday, play the dick on Monday Wax on, she snap the p**y back and make it one way [Interlude 2] Motherf**er don't you ever get it f**ed up bruh, it's DRAM n***a. I'm here, I'm not going nowhere, not gonna get me the f** out of here bruh. All this time I done got damn, what? sh**? [Verse 5] Play this sh** on Sunday, play the dick on Monday Wax on, she snap the p**y back and make it one way With the (?) like a cold cut, so what? 2014 model, I don't give no f**s No f**s given, I'm dripping and drive you crazy I'm saying I'm f**ing dope, I'm a product of 1980's '88 to be exact, dread headed, kinda fat Sturdy n***a, nerdy n***a, how can y'all compete with that? Steady n***a flow is working hard to bring the reaper back Cutting n***as racks as they be asking how we (?) with that Rare, rare, very rare Everybody well aware That I've been such an underdog I got all these pussies scared That I done made the greatest album on some Biggie sh** And I'ma own up to that, maybe just a little bit n***a feel like dipping molly, prolly just a little hit 25 years ago I used to look so innocent 25 years later still ain't seen a prison yet 1 year after that, I'm the greatest artist living b**h [Interlude 3] I own up to that statement bruh, come on man, don't do that bruh, like don't do that. All this motherf**ing I've been putting in man. sh** ain't never gonna stop, one year after that I'm the greatest [Verse 6] Pica**o couldn't paid this picture better (?) in my system plus a (?) cigarello, white widow I inhale like Whitney, I exhale like Whitney And RIP to Whitney but y'all must be on that Whitney If you think you can get with me I am liquor to your kidneys I am cancer from them ciggies I am d**h, I have just been digging these holes beyond n***as hoes with no flows at all My rapid mic strike take flight, that's the protocol Calling all true rhyme sayers to the chopping block Cutting off this (?), everybody get chopped Anybody doubt me then that anybody smoking rock Pitiful or (?) probably sell they mama's clothes to cop 30 thou to open up shop, n***a no you're not I'm taking sh** down, snatch your crowns over (?) spots Throw the records out cause you're tired I done wrote the dope Ca**ius Clay serving pope, presidential solid hope [Outro] Motherf**er, it's DRAM n***a. Does Real Ass Music, n***a don't do that bruh. Don't take me from this bruh, it's my life bruh. Every day I wake up and think about this man. f** out of here, half the city a product of that, VA, 2 up, 2 down