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jared graf - established lyrics

[verse 1:]
uh, this the sh-t they wanna see me on
sometimes i can’t tell if i’m writing songs or reading palms
cause i don’t know what it is these motherf-cker’s want
they wanna see me dropping bombs like it’s vietnam
or baghdad, b-tch it’s war i’ve declared upon
all these people wanna be my friend and get on a song
but behind my back they’d f-ck my girl, man this sh-t is real
i’m talking really real pain k!llers couldn’t mask the feel
all these haters posing like they fake rappers
sh-t’s ridiculous, halloween is mine you lame rappers
i’m a legend look for me in the hall of fame with rappers
you should be ashamed, making beats but boy you got it backwards
now i’m taking aim, you could never be what you wanna be
ain’t never gonna be, you ain’t no prodigy or prophecy
you’re a hypocrisy, i’m an anomaly
f-ck outta here i honestly don’t wanna hear apologies

[hook]
godd-mn, what the f-ck is this
i ain’t taking jabs no more, nah i’m throwing fists
so if you see me out in public don’t start talking sh-t
you’re mommy’s b-tch, go ahead and blow a f-cking kiss
godd-mn, what the f-ck is this
i’m in the studio so it must be another hit
wanna be me but you can’t, all you can do is wish
took your shot and you missed, man ain’t life a b-tch

[verse 2:]
i’m on the a-list
drinking honey jack, i’m faded
with my new girl, you bae-less
skipping head like you brainless
they ask me where the paper so i show them what i’m made of
been paid before the pay stubs, boy you need to get your cake up
you a freshman in this game and i came to reek havoc
you got debit i got credit so that means i’m established
i got a bunch of cards, i use em til they’re maxed out
cause i don’t give a f-ck, wear my pants with -ss out
cash out, k!ll you rappers, take the trash out
and put the chrome in your mouth just like i did my last spouse
i medicate and never hesitate
the label’s heavy weight
is about to detonate
ya’ll are second place
and i’m on my second plate of compet-tion
i’m just tryna clean the slate but you didn’t wanna listen
all the sh-t you was sniffing
it done gave you an addiction
now you’re living in a prison
it must suck to see me winning

- jared graf lyrics

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