Lyrics Tantrum - Pres

Had to get some stuff off my chest
You know what I'm saying
It's still going to go hard though, no questions
Yeah, yeah, it's Presi, yuh

So I, I keep doing what I'm doing
No lie, I will keep on improving
'Cause I, I am trying to start a movement
For the people that ain't moving just try, try and do it
I'm just running through the Six with my woes (what, huh)
Thought I was making good music but love froze (what, huh)
People just want me to use the simple flows (what, huh)
Now I'm making songs everybody knows (what, huh)
Slight stretch, Presi time I might flex
I ain't bought a single play and that's why I'm puffing out my chest
'Cause nobody can digest my lyrics when at my best
If Mike Will make a beat for we call that a mic check
Of the bucket list
Lot of people can't explain all the things they done for this
Run away from the past but I'm going to run for this
People making little waves so they go and gun the kid
All begun and done so quick

Man you hating on me every single step
Hating every single breath but I just want some respect
You not trying to understand, to you I'm dead
Thinking all the things you said, really getting to my head
Man you hating on me every single step
Hating every single breath but I just want some respect
You not trying to understand, to you I'm dead
Thinking all the things you said, really getting to my head

Now people hating on me that I don't even know
Never met them before, man I wish they would show
Because they hide behind all the fake dough
And the faker people and they fake trapping flow
This ain't just about the rappers this about the randoms
Saying that they hate me yet they listen do not understand 'em
Wrote this in the summer with a hundred other anthems
If I catch a snake listening I might throw a tantrum
Man let's not talk about 'em I got to calm down
I can make it without 'em ain't got my palms out
I'm making bigger moves look who is the pawn now
They getting bigger soon look who is the don now
Ain't nobody else in the game my peers, got my own image and my own lane
Ain't nobody else in the game left to fear, only thing they got on me is I don't got fame
Getting to the top from way down here, it's me and my crew on a private plane
I don't even get how they look in mirror when they just a little loser that buy they plays

Man you hating on me every single step
Hating every single breath but I just want some respect
You not trying to understand, to you I'm dead
Thinking all the things you said, really getting to my head
Man you hating on me every single step
Hating every single breath but I just want some respect
You not trying to understand, to you I'm dead
Thinking all the things you said, really getting to my head
Man you hating on me every single step
Hating every single breath but I just want some respect
You not trying to understand, to you I'm dead
Thinking all the things you said, really getting to my head
Man you hating on me every single step
Hating every single breath but I just want some respect
You not trying to understand, to you I'm dead
Thinking all the things you said, really getting to my head