They Don't Like Me (feat. Chance the Rapper)

Somebody tell they people what the fuck is up

I'm grindin' like a doozer looking cool as fuck

I'm grindin' I'm most hated but I sell the stage

I'm grindin' I'm most hated but I'm gettin' paid

Eddy Scissorhands is workin' on my linin'

Gettin' spiffy for these bitches I be eyeing

Fr-Fred Mercury was playin' while I'm ridin'

Down the Ryan, in a Scion

And I'm flyin', but it's cool, I got insurance

On the run because I got warrants, but it's cool I got endurance

It's cool I got suspended, but in turn I got some earnings

Could've spent it all on Thursday, but I saved it for my parents

But I spent a bit on Friday, in the night I hang with Donald

I'm tired of McDonalds, when a chick that cook chicano

That can't speak a lick of English, and pronounce my name like Chano

She say something something Spanish

I look back like, "Bitch, I know"

Tonight, I'mma make decisions for life

It's a Lucy Boomer dark lookin' light, some might drive

That's that shit right there that I don't like

There that shit just had to say

Shouts to the niggas that passed away

And shots for the niggas that's here right now

And shots to the niggas that got away

So sad to say, but it's all good

Niggas gon' celebrate, and wait for the day

Shit, that and A with alize

Like live from the Chi', it's Saturday night

Used to have some patience, now it's all gone

Force feed these motherfuckers eatin' foie gras

Force feed these motherfuckers not a rockstar

I'm a say my piece, these other rappers lockjaw

I don't think they like me (I don't think they like me)

I don't think I'm icy, I think I'm aight, B

Niggas wanna fight me? That's unnecessary

I don't quit for shit, that's my legendary