Helluvit

They try to tell me I should dumb it down

Say you're too conscious for the fans to feel you

Try to tell me I should calm it down

If you fight the system, they gon' try to kill you

They try to tell me that I'm too sad

And it isn't healthy, bitch I knew that

I'm just doing me and if you don't agree

I don't owe you shit, and that is too bad

I've fired shots at all the mumble rappers

And they try to say I'm not a humble rapper

So I tell 'em I'm not like these other rappers

And they try to say I'm just another rapper

I guess there's no pleasing y'all

If the record has meaning, you don't leave it on

But you stream all the songs that repeat the same shit

About pussy, and Xanax, and liquor and drugs

I could have a seizure like Wayne

I could just go OD like Peep

I could just go crazy like 'Ye

I could just get locked up like Meek

Repeat the same thing, using stupid slang

Yelling Gucci Gang on every flame beat

Or I could be me, at least I can breathe

At least I can sleep

Knowing that I never sold myself for money or a dream

These rappers all coked out

They just mumble lots, they got broke mouths

They got ten chains and got no house

They got twenty hoes, and got no spouse

Smart rappers don't drink lean

That's kid shit, we ain't sixteen

If you got a problem, I welcome it

I'll be doing me for the helluvit

For the helluvit

For the helluvit

They said to go to hell

So I packed my shit and went with it

Little did they know that they put me in my element

I'm fire to the bone, now diamonds in my skeleton

I'm finally in my zone, doing me for the helluvit

For the helluvit

They try to tell me to ignore the haters

You gon' get revenge when you're successful later

They try to tell me I should not respond

And I should write a song and put it all on paper

They try to tell me I'm the bigger man

If I'm not underhanded when I write 'em back

And I try to tell them it's impossible

Thousands of people a day have been sayin' I'm wack

I try to tell 'em that it's complicated

I could write a novel about getting faded

But the conscious fans are gonna fuckin' hate it

And the wavy kids are gonna love to play it

So I write a song that's got a message in it

And the wavy kids are saying it's pathetic

But the conscious fans think it's awesome, man

They comment like, man, I really get it

So what the fuck do y'all want?

I could have a seizure like Wayne

I could just go OD like Peep

I could just go crazy like 'Ye

I could just get locked up like Meek

I could just go sell out like Jay

I could just stay real like Khalid

I could just get money like Drake

Or I could just say that I'm done playing games

And get famous and know that I always stayed me

So go ahead and bump the mumble rap

Don't boycott it, just understand

If you eat at McDonald's, you're gonna get fat

If you listen to garbage, your head fills with trash

Get drunk at the club, and spend all your money

'Cuz rappers have told you it makes you somebody

Then comment on this with your jealous shit

I'll be doing me, for the helluvit

For the helluvit

For the helluvit

They said to go to hell

So I packed my shit and went with it

Little did they know that they put me in my element

I'm fire to the bone, now diamonds in my skeleton

I'm finally in my zone, doing me, for the helluvit

For the helluvit