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954mari - ilovemyfans lyrics

[verse 1]

there is nothing you wouldn’t do for content
couple fakes on his d+ck tip, straight looging johnsons
salivating for this rude impostor

root of problems, stupid comments
you incompetent or you incognant?

numbers tanking, hermit headed motherf+cka
lately you just been a sh+ll of yourself

hard headed boi, you tell on yourself
hit through yo ego, now you wan’ flex how that sh+t from yo hip hitting critical
burying in yo visuals, hypocritical
calling me a cosplay rapper, cosplaying burying a kid that he really didn’t do
sh+t is mythical
might be the culture you living through, but to scru it’s a move
my cornea seeing these phony coroners, is really just a f+cking eyesore
i got ignant cousins on the ugly corner saying “what we got to work a 9 to 5 for?”
big cousins selling pit puppies, florida n+ggas different cause we love the grind more
still #maribetter, ain’t no marideader, n+gga, scru died more
scru face, you ain’t battle valid boi, you lost yo chip to the hick hop

wannabe elitist and your rap jesus rock rebel flags and some flip flops
god d+mn! thought you was for the people, scru?

tryna talk about basic rhymes, you the only one in need of litmus stripes
take a chance with the demon of the south, acid rap when i’m spitting sh+t
boi, you ass at rap, at the very least, you ass to nine
asinine if you hit the track with a cap and i came with facts that’s backing mine, get back in line
you a whole b+st+rd if your dad is n9ne, skipped your cypher, left ya black ass behind
fantano turning down yo latest cypher, guess you wasn’t worth the look at the time
you heard your name twice in a song, first thing you did was hit the twitter scene

you act theatrical, you was always causing drama on the different scenes
thought you was pulling strings, stupid, you maneuvering ya own guillotine
it’s broward country where we grilling t++th, what nebraska n+gga really grilling me?
calling my sh+t the columbus flow, then i’mma quell yo illest with a quill and ink
you was d+ck+riding, now you switched and lying, boi, you know i’m nicer than these motherf+ckers
saying that to spite me, but in spite of putting me on cyphers instead of yo blood brother
scrub face getting dusted up, not even by or yayu or ham sandwich
boi, yo ass need to buckle up, how you 30 plus and yo pen need touching up
i still say rap beef ain’t sh+t, look at us, n+gga, move on, you was tryna beef with luke gawne, real n+ggas wouldn’t beef with luke gawne
whole ass disstrack cause i said don’t react to my new song
you a crummy n+gga breed, that come in with the green, something like a crouton

[bridge]
+mumbling+
listen
[verse 2]
f+ck yo unicron, i see unicorns, fabled fiction when they say they riding on me
fans is underneath yo tracks rapping, asking for reactions, you should try and find a hobby
tripping talking ’bout zimmerman living but look at this n+gga, his ass couldn’t fry a n+z+
they was riding c+ck and now they tryna knock me
hold yo 9 months and go find yo papi n9ne
i’m so nice, i prolly got the yes+men in your circle vibing, sitting, silent bobbing
gridiron, running lines, tryna moss me, catch him gassing my meter, he tryna nos me
hottest n+gga on this side, like i’m bobby, b+tch you dug your own grave, check the mirror, tryna find a body
f+ck yo hip+hop law, i’m by florida side boi, don’t try to swamp me with yo foreign lies
boi, you borderline, what you calling nine, boi yo disses cheap
thinking quarters dimes, you done caught a rise, truth is burning to him, he get cauterized
caught in lies, knowing your rapport is poorly in demise
wicked with it, got a cauldron on the side brewing at the bubble, you should cool it, you a b+tch barking views without a muzzle
scru got bodied by the kid like vegeta, what you hear in his songs are his final flashes
you have never held the belt, chump, change before they coin you as another dying rapper
heard you feeling fury, fine, now i’m punching in these rhymes like versus wilder title matches
hear ’em making statements with heavy weight and taking h+lla jabs, ignoring vital masses
scr+w+ng with the truth, you a nutjob, but you could leave it to this tool to twist it
accountability is wrenching pain to you, dragging names, instigating disses
reacting to better rappers was merely a way of you saving your fading image
my main intentions wasn’t trading disses but i’m pure petty, so i’ll play the villain
accountability is venom to ’em, that’s a common bane, i’m self medicating
i know i been tweaking, almost sent a addy and said lets battle rap it with some f+cking hatians
you is out of orbit like a sp+ce station, cause you pressing b+ttons for yo preservation
trace the same old style, just word for word on all yo verses that i’ve heard, like stencil statements
yeah, you was on tour with kdot and and tech, so what happened, b?
tell me what have you done with that life if… you merely react to me
if i had that chance, i would be packing arenas while you mad that you lost the chance to react as my stats is increasing
if you so passionate, you would get back in, you live off reaction instead of of you rapping as frequent
almost every rapper that he went against, doing better now and passed ’em
but you instigate battles with the pen cause you need disses for the traction
that’s why you been branching, you had to cut and leave to grow like plants in a pasture
who’s a real rapper? channel yo energy, you got a whole second channel for that sh+t, n+gguh!
masses acting like bots, think they need a reboot
wanna talk about kakashi but his ass got munfu proffitt, tryna copy everything that he do
(headass)
[chorus]
you a ‘lil fan, you a ‘lil fan, you a ‘lil fan of me!
you a ‘lil fan, you a ‘lil fan, you a ‘lil fan of me!
you a ‘lil fan, you a ‘lil fan, you a ‘lil fan of me!
and i love all my fans

[verse 3]
you say i’m not real as you, i say you not real as me
we on the net, looking real stupid, wasting ill lyrics and the illest beats
n+ggas rhyming like they hate eachother, writing smooth syllable soliloquies
rhyming so nice, just for people in comments to say they feeling me

[outro]
and i still love my fans, (talk!)

- 954mari lyrics

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