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're gon' try to kill you
They try to tell me that I'm too sad
And it isn't healthy, fuck, I knew that
I'm just doin' me, and if you don't agree
And I don't owe you shit
Then that is too bad
I 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
Fuck it, I guess there's no pleasin' 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
Knowin' that I never sold my soul
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 wit' it
Little did they know that they
Put me in my element i'm fired to the bone
Now diamonds in my skeleton
I'm finally in my zone, doin'
Me for the helluvit, for the helluvit

They try to tell me to ignore the haters
You're 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 'em it's impossible
Thousands of people a day have
Been sayin' I'm whack
I try to tell 'em that it's complicated
I could write a novel about gettin' 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 sayin' 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 Kweli
I could just get money like Drake
Or I could just say that
I'm done playin' 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 in the club
And spend all of yo' money
'Cause 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 wit' it
Little did they know that they
Put me in my element i'm fired to the bone
Now diamonds in my skeleton
I'm finally in my zone, doin' me
For the helluvit

For the helluvit for the helluvit