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diminished - brightonthatbeat lyrics

don’t you f*cking hate it when you see my name?
bet you hate it even more when you see my fame
you just mad that i’m making paper on paper
i’m stacking without labor
ima smack that f*cking taper off your head
give you lead
told her gimme 20 minutes then i’ll leave
hit you in yo neck ima have yo daddy grieve
rearrange yo face, ion even need the grip
big body sh*t, when i pull up in the whip
ima

yall ain’t f*cking wit my music made it better then
stacking paper on paper i’m making benjamins
i been eating on u f*ckеrs taste like venison
i ain’t human mothеrf*cker ima specimen
this ain’t water in my cup, this is medicine
i might son all of you f*ckers, so quit testing me
pop chromes hear the cl!ck clack
switch, come and get that
f*ck with me and you gon see the worst of me
i’m the hottest in the game, different level
made a name for myself, getting paper is my health
if you want, come and see for yourself
gotta squad full of belts
who might make you b*tches melt
ima bag yo b*tch i ain’t finna get attached
hear that cl!ck cl!ck, now your heads detached
ima moody motherf*cker when i ain’t off the meds
when i ain’t

yall be some weird motherf*ckers
who been thinking this a game
have you flock to yo daddy once you hearing my bang
grab my choppa get to knocking, then we knocking down the door
getting tired of you b*tches all you b*tches being poor
all you b*tches like critics expecting that i’m finna finish
and i know that every one of you f*ckers think i’m diminish
lemme slow it down, let you breathe
cos i know that you on your knees

every word out my mouth, turn to a curse
it’s the worst
like a needle in the ear, make it hurt
every industry rapper been out here paying people dirt
thats why i will not ever convert

this is pure motherf*cker pure straight up from my mind
everyday i been taking my time on my rhyme
i been seeing attention i’m just in my prime
right now making music is mine

i ain’t talking any sh*t but i’m better then most of yall
every rumor you been hearing is false
ima keep these motherf*ckers on read
cos they fled, and i’m working on getting my bread
keep off my d*ck this time how don’t you get it
you f*ck with my sh*t why won’t you just admit it
i’m all on yo mix when its finished
now do you think i’m diminished?

- brightonthatbeat lyrics

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