Guilty Pleasure Lyrics

I know what it is.
Ya'll motherfuckers don't gotta tell me.
I see you hating down there in your momma's basement, eating your big ol' bag of Cheetos.
Greasy-ass fingers, smashing hateful shit into your keyboard.
I know you're mad at me.
But I love ya'll motherfuckers.
I know you jam this fucking album.
This yo' fucking shit.
Ha-a-a-all these motherfuckers wanna be like me.
I'm having a grand ole fucking time, so come and get you a piece.

You wanna try me motherfucker, yeah well nothing's for free.
You gotta pay the fucking price, determination's the fee.
Yeah, all these newcomers try to copy my shit.
I'm telling them, fuck it-fuck it-suck it, you're just not that legit.
You cannot hang motherfucker, so just stick to your niche.
You'll never do it like I do, 'cause you're a boohoo ass bitch.

I'm going crazy, and circumstance is to blame.
Between these sleepless nights, working all goddamn day.
Aw shit!
Success has come with a price, so when you're contemplating fame, you should take my advice.
Listen;
You've got to be yourself, you've got to break the mold.
Personalities are valuable.
Every single day and every single night.
Jealous people will, try to, bring you, down!

M-m-m-motherfucker!

B-b-b-b-b-b-b-balls to the wall, if you're a real OG.
Hold it down, go hard, always stay bitch-free.
Never let a fucker get in the way, and if they ever try to stop you;
Go and slap them in the face.

A-a-all these motherfuckers wanna be like me.
I'm having a grand ole fucking time, so come and get you a piece.
You wanna try me motherfucker, yeah well nothing's for free.
You gotta pay the fucking price, determination's the fee.
Yeah, all these newcomers try to copy my shit.
I'm telling them, fuck it-fuck it-suck it, you're just not that legit.
You cannot hang motherfucker, so just stick to your niche.
You'll never do it like I do, 'cause you're a boohoo ass bitch.

So mentally violent.
This is a game you cannot win, you couldn't handle all the shit I see and hear.
So fucking go!

Fucking assholes and undeserving cunts.
Riding on a cloud of luck until that luck runs out.
Fuck!

(Uh, let me see you put it down)
Hard work and dedication, that's what makes an OG.
Get the fuck up at the game, if you thought this shit was free.
I got your bitch in front of me, and she be sucking this D.
I give her an extra point, she calls me lord referee.
Ba-ba-banging down south, but I can't guarantee.
That I'll meet you in my city, but I'll hit you with the weed-weed.
Racks in the back seat, hoes on their knees.
Saying I'm their guilty pleasure but their boyfriend hates me.
A-a-all these motherfuckers wanna be like me.
I'm having a grand ole fucking time, so come and get you a piece.
You wanna try me motherfucker, yeah well nothing's for free.
You gotta pay the fucking price, determination's the fee.
Yeah, all these newcomers try to copy my shit.
I'm telling them, fuck it-fuck it-suck it, you're just not that legit.
You cannot hang motherfucker, so just stick to your niche.
You'll never do it like I do, 'cause you're a boohoo ass bitch.

Go, fuck yourself, you fucking piece of shit.