Luke White - f** Yourself lyrics

[Verse 1: Swami Netero] Look, I'm steady writing bars Every chance I get/ But half the time I spit Don't even get a compliment/ When half the n***as after me Ain't even half as sick/ But got the crowd tripping Like they took too many tabs of thizz/ It's got me mad as sh** For all the time I dedicate/ Every sentence written With precision of a metal blade/ Still ain't respected So it's led my brain to question fate/ Will I ever catch some fame Or always stay second rate?/ I guess I'd better wait 'Cause if I want to find out/ The only way's to tie down And grind out right now/ No timeouts My craft is my lifestyle/ Rhyming morning, noon, and night 'Til my name's in lights, BLOW!/ [Hook: Swami Netero] And if you don't f** with me Then you can f** yourself/ I got my family I don't need your f**ing help/ I'll drop these masterpieces 'Til you f*gs can't even help/ But recognize that I'm the next In line to grab the belt/ Said if you don't f** with me Then you can f** yourself/ I got my family I don't need your f**ing help/ I'll drop these masterpieces 'Til you f*gs can't even help/ But recognize that I'm the next In line to grab the belt/ Don't f** with me Then you can f** yourself/ I don't need Your f**ing help/ I'm the next in line To grab the belt/ f** what a rapper sells Yo, what's he got to tell?/ [Verse 2: Swami Netero] But this sh**'s still pretty hard Without encouragement/ I'm trying to turn a cent Into a trillion with these verses/ It's got me incertain If this work is really worth it/ And searching for the purpose If these earnings never surface/ Discouraged hardly serves As any worth to this emotion/ Heart frozen, will broken Soul screaming keep going/ So I'll never sleep hoping For that moment when I make it/ Stay praying, mind racing Impatient from the waiting/ 'Bout to take it while you playing Ain't got no other choice/ I fail at this, my whole Entire life will be destroyed/ I'd rather die than reach a point Where I decide to give it up/ Intentions my decision, bruh I don't need no freaking luck/ [Hook] [Bridge: Swami Netero] Layer 1(×2): f** what A rapper sells/ I'm the next in line To grab the belt/ I don't need Your f**ing help/ Don't f** with me Then you can f** yourself/ Layer 2: f** you If you don't f** with me/(×3) I'm 'bout to be A motherf**ing king/ f** you If you don't f** with me/(×3) I'm 'bout to be A motherf**ing king n***a/ f** you If you don't f** with me/(×3) I'm 'bout to be A motherf**ing king/ [Hook]