[Intro: BRUHMANEGOD]
(raccoonz, 緒にいるよ)
Nobody in this bitch work harder than me for—
Yuh, nobody in this bitch, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, okay, uh

[Chorus: BRUHMANEGOD]
Nobody in this bitch work harder than me
Except for CXRPSE, but I'ma compete, for real
I ain't fuckin' with nobody beats for real
​raccoonz and Beam 'boutta eat, for real
'Cause real is real, I'm keepin' it real
I don't need a pill, I don't need a steel
I don't need a pole on the side of my hip
I don't need a goal when I ride in the whip

[Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD]
Addicted to rappin', I'm tryna quit
Alive in this bitch, I'ma die in this bitch
I ain't lying to kids, I'ma brighten the dim
I ain't tryin too much, I'ma hide in the sticks
And my brother is FLVD, he ain't hidin the stick
I'm trying to get him to quiet a bit
But it's how it is, the life of the pimp
My guys with me, my guys is it
Shoutout Eddy, he be workin hard too
Spider Gang ain't no fuckin' cartoon
Spittin' bars but I'm making art too
I'ma hit his ass with the harpoon
I only said that shit 'cause it rhymed
I don't gotta rush, I don't even need time
She givin a smirk, I'm closin' the blinds
I do what I do, just open your eyes
When I get a gun, I hope I don't have to shoot
No, I'ma keep grabbin' the loot
I'm back in the booth, he giving me attitude and crap for rappin' the truth
You lackin the juice, the sauce is absent too, all I can do is laugh at you
I work 'til I'm black and blue, and I got the stats to prove, I cannot lose
I don't need to hate, I'm up doing research late, I don't need to keep the gate
I see my fate, every time I breathe is pain, that's why I'ma lead the way
I keep the pace deleting the needless waste 'cause it can all be replaced
(It can all be replaced, it can, it can all be replaced)
[Chorus: BRUHMANEGOD]
Nobody in this bitch work harder than me
Except for CXRPSE, but I'ma compete, for real
I ain't fuckin' with nobody beats for real
​raccoonz and Beam 'boutta eat, for real
'Cause real is real, I'm keepin' it real
I don't need a pill, I don't need a steel
I don't need a pole on the side of my hip
I don't need a goal when I ride in the whip

[Verse 2: CXRPSE]
Nobody be working as hard as me or Beamy
We making this money, y'all coppin' the beanies
I'm flippin' my wrist like I'm bakin' the ziti
I promise you that you could never see me
I don't wanna be your favorite artist
Half of these rappers so retarted
Every day I feel like a target
I am a whore, my soul on the market
Yeah, keep ridin' the wave, you rottin' away
There ain't no competition, you not in the way
I'm mean like a bitch when she ovulate
Feeling especially spiteful this time of day
I never wanted to rap, I'd rather be farming
Me and Beamy be going the hardest
I be ashing roadies on the carpet
Want us in yo' city, then we chargin'
N***as be rappin' like this, it dont make sense (Hahaha)
'Cause I gotta do all this shit or I'll starve
What happened to rap? What happened to bars?
'Cause everyone suck or they talk about cars (Yeah)
Fuck, I ain't having that
Don't fuck with n***as, get out of my habitat
I stay off the internet where all the faggots at
All that we done, promise you is not passing that
Fading with me, yeah, I feel like Attack Attack!
Drop a whole tab of the acid and pass it back
I do not fuck with no rappers, and matter fact
I'll smack the shit out of yo' lying-and-rabid ass
We leavin' them with no oxygen
Fuck what you heard, I am not yo' friend
Fuck you n***as, I'm not finna play pretend
Me and Beamy not gon' say this shit again
I don't wanna be your favorite artist
Half of these rappers so retarted
Every day I feel like a target
I am a whore, my soul on the market
I don't wanna be your favorite artist
Half of these rappers so retarted
Every day I feel like a target
Feel like a target
[Outro: CXRPSE]
Yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah, ooh
Suck my dick, yeah