David The Peruvian - VEGETA 5/4 lyrics

[Verse 1] FATGODS Started as kids runnin' round on the asphault Now grown up some of us sniffin' bathsalts Comin' up with ways to make that cash fall It's only natural that crackers are callin' us a**holes Get their sh** tackled they baffled How these young kids make it big when the rascals? Fruity a** haters they apples Put em in the ground, spray a couple rounds Didn't hear a sound No snaples Play this sh** loud hear me sayin' to the town Once I get the crwon I ain't ever comin' down Yeah I f** around but I mean it when I say I ain't here to play, f** the fame Just keep me paid What would you do if growin' up you didn't have sh** Like a ratchet, but someone told you with this rap sh** You have talent So put in practice, take it back to the cla**ics No joke or slapstick kid You could make the black list All I wanna do is make music that I like And, I'm bound to get better cause I'm never satisfied But, I'm tired of the lack of support From the people I adore So I'm taking them to court Judge em fake like reality p**n [Bridge] All you do is sit a f**in' home all alone On a mother f**in' blog Productive as a stone cause you stoned Judging all the sh** that I make like you know b**h but you don't And your comments I take as a joke I'm rich and you broke [Hook] A f** b**h gon' hate (gon hate) A f** b**h gon' hate (gon hate) A f** b**h gone hate, but the great ain't ashamed The mistakes they made don't phase, only they can they blame [Verse 2] Seventeen Mentally above any cracka with a f**in' degree I have no love for the gov' and the sh** they believe The sh** that we need; the sh** that I bleed is Flow against the grain til the day we deceased Do you know What a midlife crisis is? By the time you hit fifty Realize that your life is sh** You never done it big with you wife and kids So you try to have fun try to act young Like me as I'm writin' this Frightenin' it is you stuck Your life ain't amount to much that s**s It's because You told, kids like me to grow up coulda told ya No rush, bruh you f**ed Y'all force us, to be grown ups All you grown ups, do is pour up What? You say your so god damn mature But hit the books like religion and you don't go to church Hypocrites All y'all hating a** b**hes can't zip your lips Like a can with a lid Don't think before you speak act ignorant White or licorice, spite let's finish it Ain't got time to reside in a tenement [Bridge] [Hook]