Hotwire - Get The f** Out Of My Face lyrics

[Chorus] 4x Get the f** out of my face! Kick rocks with no shoes or socks/ Get away from me, be gone; leave me alone/ [Verse 1] Do you really wanna know what grinds my gears? Them whack a** rappers that come up at me Demanding a free beat babbling in my ear Talkin bout yo flow is impeccable, you be stacking and mackin money You finna sign a deal with Universal and got some cutty Bragging about a single on the radio; being chummy But you don't wanna pay for the instrumental Ha! You funny Then they wanna get mad at me Telling me that they could easily get a beat for the low, low Well then why you comin at me for? Well I was gone shout you out and give you some promo I can do all that myself If you ain't talkin cake, then stop Jeffin; Get up out my face, impeding on my wealth And don't hit me up on facebook, twitter, soundcloud, or gmail Like yo tracks be so smooth, but soon as I give the prices you turn tail Yet yo verses consist of j**elry, cars, or clothes Or you be gettin trippy off of the purple kush Sippin liquor with skinny b**hes; Claimin that you f** them hoes So don't be comin at me thinking you about to get a Smoove track for the free You better get with a stupid n***a because Ima tell you F-U Pay Me Typical rappers like you hinder my paper chase So if you ain't tryina pay up; ay.. [Chorus] [Verse 2] I'm sick of these garbage rappers that keep on askin me With alacrity, if I could spit a verse rapidly I give em apathy, cause my rhapsody ain't for free And the songs they give me practically sound like tragedies I don't got time for incompetent lyricist that persist to spit With an alchemist of syllables and rhythms cause you can't spit for sh** Back up and get out of my face if you bringing negativity to me Cause I don't wanna be surrounded by loony mothaf**as That wanna be coming to get in my area, bringing a n***a down with the wickedness you pursue Because I'm bout to eliminate everybody that wanna hate on me Tellin me that I will never make it and jealous of me My tolerance level is low I don't wanna talk about it if it ain't money or music hoe I ain't tryina be bothered with cancerous n***as in my space So I'ma tell you straight up, ay [Chorus til end]