Syndrome Beats - Sticks and Stones lyrics

[Verse 1: Ashtin Larold] When I started this sh**, everybody would laugh I did my own thing, never followed the path Before I was popping, nobody believed A couple years later, they're kissing my a** Built me a name, and it happened so fast I'm blowing up lately, this sh**'s been a blast Never forget where I came from, but keep my head forward: success doesn't live in the past They called me a wannabe, said I'm pathetic You hate me, I get it You're salty, you're jealous Dropped out of college to do what I loved You work at McDonald's and hanging on rented All my life I had to deal with bullies Now I look at 'em like f**ing peasants A life like mine is what you wish you had Look all you want, but you will never get it (uhh!) Everything I have, I f**ing worked for! Bled, sweat, cried, I f**ing hurt for! There ain't a person on this motherf**ing Earth Gonna take that sh** from me: that's some sh** I'll go berserk for! [Hook: Ashtin Larold] Everybody wanna bring me down But you can't take a king from his throne I've worked hard to wear this crown All y'all got are sticks and stones All y'all got are sticks and stones All y'all got are sticks and stones All y'all got are sticks and stones Yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Ashtin Larold] f** you know about my life!? Nothing! No idea about my work, bro Hear a lot of f**ing mouths running But actions speak louder than words, ho! I know I'm weird, I know I'm white I know I was raised in the 'burbs, bro But put me on stage and give me a mic And watch the resulting inferno! Acting like you know my whole life story (yeah) b**h, you only read the first page Two years ago, I was down at d**h's Door Now I got the keys to the Pearly Gates I can rock a mic, no matter where I stand Whether it's a stadium or dirt stage You think I give a f** 'bout your opinion? Nah! b**h, I never f**ing asked you in the first place! [Hook: Ashtin Larold] Everybody wanna bring me down But you can't take a king from his throne I've worked hard to wear this crown All y'all got are sticks and stones All y'all got are sticks and stones All y'all got are sticks and stones All y'all got are sticks and stones Yeah, yeah [Verse 3: Ashtin Larold] Where were you before I started snapping? Where were you when I was no one? Look around, you're in the same place Doing the same sh** that's no fun We're in different f**ing ballparks You're a ground ball, I'm a home run Try to drag me down all you want There's not a single fall I ain't arose from Talk all you want, you ain't in my position I'm k**ing the game: better fetch a physician A sinister villain like Deadshot 'Cause I aim high, and don't miss with my vision Don't need a million to feel like I'm winnin' Just fans that'll listen to sh** that I've written This ain't a hobby, this sh**'s my religion You f** with my faith, and you'll face crucifixion! Every fan I have, I f**ing worked for! I'll never let 'em down: now they deserve more! I'mma write for every fan that helped me get here Whether dirt-poor, or going triple-platinum on a world tour! [Hook: Ashtin Larold] Everybody wanna bring me down But you can't take a king from his throne I've worked hard to wear this crown All y'all got are sticks and stones All y'all got are sticks and stones All y'all got are sticks and stones All y'all got are sticks and stones Yeah, yeah