- Tyler, The Creator Rusty 歌词
- Tyler, The Creator
- I'm saying you know like
All I ever told you to do was grow up don't grow down
You know like you know grow up
Don't grow down grow out
You go from being a kid doing your thing hanging out with friends
Months later you're world famous
You're a gay rights activist and you don't even know it
You know what I don't wanna say it to you no more
TylerFuck you Tyler
Watch me get this money nigga tired of being hungry nigga
Nothing funny sass me while I'm thrashing I'mma punch a nigga
Never made of plastic I'm a savage you look lunch my nigga
Passing all you hating fucking fags we don't discuss my nigga
We ain't on no jolly shit and we don't pop no mollies bitch
I'm hockin' spitting got some niggas out here poppin' ollie switch
Buncha novices Odd Future the squad its thick
Them young niggas is back and brash attacking with no common sense
We the last of a dying breed
And we don't give a fuck so we cannot supply your needs
You stupid niggas who had said our hype is dying please
My pocket's solid making profit off the highest tees
Bitch [ ] twerk as I get on the verse cursin'
Nigga Dom so cool I refer him in third person
Watch me get this money I'm up when the bird's chirpin'
Make actions fuck rehearsing
Nigga summer fall winter-time 24/365
You niggas gon' give me mine I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time getting money any grind
You niggas gon' give me mine you niggas gon' give me mine
Nigga summer fall winter-time 24/365
You niggas gon' give me mine I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time getting money any grind
You niggas gon' give me mine you niggas gon' give me mine
In a world where kids my age are popping mollies with leather
Sitting on Tumblr never outside or enjoying the weather
Can name a sweater but not a talent or don't know if whether
Or not they got one tried to change their life for the better
I was a drama club kid I'd run with a fun dip my nuts itched
I was defiant always said "Fuck shit"
Hated the popular ones now I'm the popular one
Also hated homes too til I start coppin' me some
See I don't beez in the trap nigga I beez in the b's
And I be gassin' in my buzz like some bees in a Shell
Fucking sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on Adele
And bitches getting touchy-feely like they reading some braille
I bust quick like gun-holders with short tempers and well
I tried to tell the kids like fuck it start being yourself
These fucking rappers got stylists it's cause they can't think for themselves
See they don't have an identity so they needed some help but
Really boy Posers looking silly boy
I'm in that past season 'Preme shit older than Tity Boi
Not a diss but same with ice cream my shit is [Diddy Riese]
Na'kel Smith Transworld page 64
Poppin' like oil ollies and fire flames
I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the fucking quiet game
The fuck am I saying Tyler's not even a violent name
I'm 'bout as threatening as stained windbreakers in hurricanes
But he rapes women and spit wrong like he hate dentists
God damn menace 666 and he's not finished
And my shit's missing he hates women but loves kittens
See y'all niggas trippin' man
Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong
Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on 10 of my songs
Look at that Mom who thinks I'm evil hold that grudge against me
Though I'm the reason that her motherfucking son got to eat
Look at the kid who had the 9 and tried to blow out his mind
But talk is money I said "Hi " I guess I bought him some time
Look at the ones in the crowd That shit is barnacles huh
They thought I wasn't fair until I threw a carnival huh
But then again I'm an athiest that just worships Satan
And it's probably why I'm not getting no fucking album placements
And MTV could suck my dick and I ain't fuckin' playing
Bruh they never played it I just won shit for their fucking ratings"
Analog" fans are getting sick of the rape
All the "Tron Cat" fans are getting sick of the lakes
But what about me bitch I'm getting sick of complaints
But I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the bank
Over and over shit who really gives a fuck what I think
My fans don't think turning on me shit they're almost extinct
Fuck buying studio time I'mma go purchase a shrink
Record the session and send all you motherfuckers a link bitch
Nigga summer fall winter-time 24/365Y
Ou niggas gon' give me mine I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time getting money any grind
You niggas gon' give me mine you niggas gon' give me mine
Nigga summer fall winter-time 24/365
You niggas gon' give me mine I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time getting money any grind
You niggas gon' give me mine you niggas gon' give me mine
This shit just like the nights I look forward to not remembering
So much for being sober I hope that you can forgive me
But Momma I'm close to the edge as possible
I'm seeing it's a drop in my occular jumping like they told me
That the 40's half off like you know that cliff
Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that shit
Or get compared to fucking pair with all the program kids
So maybe a pair of pale bitches for the gonads lick
Malt liquor filling me up and all us not giving no fucks and
All of them sensitive chumps in awe when that pistol erupts
Dirty one spitting that sumpy raw till his wrists in the cuffs
Samuel's here
Where's Wolf
Fucking faggot
Salem was mine bitch
Was that good enough you fucking pussy
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