Shaco

[Verse 1]
They hate on my grind but they don't do nothing like how idles be
I can just sit here and do my thing and they starting rivalries
I lead this place like roman reigns I am the tribal chief
Doing this shit again this isn't even near my final siege
These fuckers look at you, they'll judge you and start talking smack
Lots of people hate me but I just ignore it and keep walking back
Which creates an illusion of being scared but I'm letting the universe do it's thing
They claim karma ain't gonna do nothing, okay do it the wrong way

[Hook]
Most of y'all are cactus bitches fuck you pricks
You can come and talk to me if nobody gives a shit
They charging me up, like impregnation they filling it
And Imma aim for the skies that's why the ceiling's hit

[Verse 2]
Life's kind of hard seems nice at the start, now I got ice in my heart
I mic up, spit bars to try to get some light in the dark
Cause the only way I get through this is doing what I love
Can't write enough, what helps me also is praying to the most high above
I'm a God fearing man that prefers a God fearing woman
There's a reason why I ain't looking yo I've been dodging some bullets
I've been creeping through a war zone, in every single block
I'm hearin gun shots and it's all a murder plot
That's why I'm never anywhere I'm at a certain spot
They trynna steal my shine, call that a curtain block
I live in hater's minds, I don't even need to rent it
So Imma keep grinding, ain't nobody gonna prevent it
They see me rising and try to bring down my ascension
Dogs that bark don't bite, man they just woof for attention
Worked hard on lyrics and people wash it away like the words in chalk
I'm getting married to the game I got cold feet so I need thermal socks
Like the dryer's on I got heat in my genes (jeans) it's hereditary
If you fuck with me, I got your death writin' on this paper like an obituary
My dark thoughts always hitting me I always got plenty more
How can I be happy? My own grandfather doesn't wanna see us anymore
No matter what the bad shit finds me, always fucking happens
So I'm taking all my pain and anger towards this rap shit

[Hook]
Most of y'all are cactus bitches fuck you pricks
You can come and talk to me if nobody gives a shit
They charging me up, like impregnation they filling it
And Imma aim for the skies that's why the ceiling's hit

[Verse 3]
My rhymes dispersing got verses like the first testament
Never question this poetry I'm manifestin' this
Graffitti scriptured my mind paints an easy picture
They wanna seize me quicker when they all see me richer
It's funny how when I don't want girls they calling lame and whack
Next thing you know they calling me a fuckboy when I get a little bit of ass
The world hates everything I do and that's facts
They talk about me like they stalking at the max
Haters keep flowing just like water taps
Cause they all know that Shaco is back