Don't Complain Songtext

Barnacle static like radical fanatic
Jump out the Benz with a semi-automatic
And rob all my friends like a fucking drug addict
Revolutionary, very necessary
You couldn't bust a cherry
Fuck your commentary
I'm so legendary
Born to get rhymer
Youngsters act scary when they 'round the old timer
Like "Yes, sir. No, sir. Truly, it's an honor"
Farmer of drama
Harvesting karma
Kamikaze die bomber on suicide mission
My mental condition 'bout to come to fruition
I'm all natural, no preservative
Style superlative
You don't deserve to live
We never truly die
The God was never born
Tell your vision lies And watch that murder porn

Brand new sneakers and a fat gold chain
We do the good cocaine
And we don't feel no pain
So yo, we don't complain
Everywhere I go people know my name
We got the money and fame
And they don't treat me the same
But yo, I don't complain

I smoke like Willie
Party like Wayland
Wind up and [?]
I'm batshit crazier than [?]
He's the who's sailin' on all these rough waters
Mothers love their sons, fathers love their daughters
All the things they give us and all the things they told us
The love that first made us and all the thing [?]
Like doing all the others
Loving all your brothers
Helping out your neighbours when they need a hand
But everyone was solo when [?]
It is hard to tell a woman sometimes from a man
Some [?] confusion and everybody's losin'
Livin' fake lives up on Instagram
But everything is funny when you [?] for the money
While the devil executes his fucking masterplan, like

Brand new sneakers and a fat gold chain
We do the good cocaine
And we don't feel no pain
So yo, we don't complain
Everywhere I go people know my name
We got the money and fame
And they don't treat me the same
But yo, I don't complain