[Verse 1]
Yeah
It's crazy how cats are trading they respect for some likes
Talking they shit on Twitter but speak less in real life
All these rapper with their egos always talking they shit
And can never swallow they pride
So they can swallow a dick
Well how these rappers wearing red claiming LA and Compton
I got no comment
I'm from a place where they kill over commas
These goons will, roll up to your window with the beef like it's Sonics
So save your YouTube comments, we got nothing in common
It's nothing, no problem
You the fucking son I'm the father
We trynna, turn up on these cats in the back seat of our Honda
Rolling through, Santa Ana bumping Pac just me and my partners
And some pissed off Mexicans screaming "VIVA LA RAZA!!"
Like, mother fuck Donald trump, that bitch can go and suck a dick off
And if I seen em I probably knock his fake ass wig off
Aw, y'all really must've got me fucked up
Like really y'all boys done fucked up
They switching sides, they telling stories and lies
But it's me, eskupe and anthro we Yours Truly it's just us
So who the fuck can you trust in a world of snakes, huh?
And what's it take to get to them pearly gates, huh?
These n***as fake see I can never relate
So I'm hollerin "fuck the world"
I know I'm the one they hate, huh?
R-I-P 2Pac, Biggie Smalls, Martin Luther
Seems like you ain't nobody until somebody shoot ya
These motherfuckers don't want to see you do good
They want you broke dirty and stressed still living in the hood
Well I say fuck em homie
Let's get this money, never trust em homie
Tryna feed my family and put food up in they stomachs homie
Cause this cold world just wanna see us lose
They couldn't walk ten feet in my dirty ass shoes my n***a
I keep it real, fuck how they feel
Fuck a mil fuck trynna get a deal
I'm trynna make you feel
So I'm up in the studio 24/7 like everyday
And I'm running my city, I'm reppin' the team till I'm dead in my grave
All of my n***as is grinding in so many ways I ain't never had nobody show me the way
I've been trying to get rid of my demons but yo I got devilish ways
I'm never afraid of no man like, get with the program
Heard these new rappers' albums dawg and I ain't no fan, but, for the record
Only cats that I fuck with is Cole, Hopsin, and Logic these other cats gotta stop it
What's poppin I dropped this albumjust to tell them I'm a prophet
These cats only drop albums just to sell and make a profit
See the difference n***a I'm different n***a quit your bitchin' n***a
20-20 vision so vivid I see the bitch in n***as
Holdup I ain't done we on a mission to take over the world and y'all can't come
See I've been coming and ripping these tracks, spit facts, mackin' I'm back
I've got 99 problems spitting bars ain't one
Yeah, it's Yours Truly to my grave
I rather die a free man than live life as a slave
Look, it's Yours Truly to my grave
I rather die a free man than live life as a slave
Motherfucker
THE WORLD
[Outro: Phora]
I'm like, the whole world
Like fuck the, the world
Like fuck the, the whole world
Like fuck the world n***a, fuck the whole world
Fuck, aye fuck the whole world n***a
Like fuck the world n***a, fuck the whole world
Fuck em, aye fuck the whole world n***a
Fuck the whole world