BRD - Doubts Do Undermine Lyrics

Yeah
I don't really make a statement for arguments sakes
But how'd you get famous
Running your mouth on a record
But out in the game
You're a bit overrated
Flow is off balance and lyrics are battling nothing but teenager haters
Feeling like you get attention enough
Yet you go pay for them haters
To view all your playlists you're putting together
Who would have thought that you're sucking for paper
Uh
Bitch you ain't touching the ladder
Go A listed back down the alphabet
I find you right under the lot of them
Better go back to your mums where you're plotting them
Unrealistic and corny lines
Sick of these boarder line maggots
So I will continue to aim
Mother f*cker
Wants to bring up a critic to critique my lyrics
But my lyrics are f*cking up all of you maggots
Who hasn't been with it
So give it a second thought
Before you have the audacity to try and shit on my lyrics
Whatever the case
I am one inch away to go murder you bitches
Rah
Better get on my grind
Finna go lose your mind
Woo
Rappers are dying
But mother f*ckers I'll be looking alive
Uh
Give me the juice
Run it right back to the d r and snoop
Give me the track but don't over produce
I'll be out uploading bangers
To strangle them haters and burry them
Under my shoes
Under my pedestal
Dumped like you're waste
Face it my eagerness reeks of fame
As I've peaked in flames
And I keep it sane
But don't test my fearless brain
Dominantly a diminishing weapon
To open up fire to all of you repping
The lean and the coke that we all ain't excepting
Like my
Doubts do undermine
Ay
I'll be laying my career down on the line
Ay
I'm pushing to the limits
I'm always ready
Don't you forget it
Semi you're sweaty
My shits too heavy
Doubts do undermine
Ay
I'll be laying my career down on the line
Ay
I'm pushing to the limits
I'm always ready
Don't you forget it
Semi you're sweaty
My shits too heavy
Yo my shits too mother f*cken heavy in this bitch right now man
Come get it if you want
Nah I'm just playing bro
Look
I'm breaking it down for all of you rappers who choke
Woah
Don't even try to attempt
Flows
Get off the stage and go back to your daddy
And cry till you realise you ain't
Dope
Woah bro
Let me continue this game
Woah
Bowed to my throne that you built for me
I have no sympathy
Woah
Breaking it
Breaking it
Breaking it down
So you mother f*ckers quit when you choke like
Ooh
Give me the mic so this crowd don't go
Watch those hands go up when I flow
Mother f*cken bitches on dick like
Yo don't touch my shit till I'm rich
Oh no
I'm a sinner
But winning has been a gifted pleasure
When I'm rhyming
It's kinda like what I wish to be
Personality looks and a killer spree
Yes please
I'm a force against allies
So call me a Jedi
You call then I deny
Don't wait on my reply
Call me whatever you want
I'm switching lanes
When they see me they run
Lyrical genius out making a start
To whatever it is you all crave in the mosh
F*ck all these wannabe thugs
Bitches are bitches they prove it with guns
Sick of these bitches out seeking for love
With their f*cking lil ass looking up to the sun
What am I saying
I am above
I've just about had enough of you chumps
Bring in the fun
Diss track season
Peace ain't here when I spit to sweep em up
I'm just doing what I love
Mm
Yo haters you can lick my nuts
This shit is like a religion for me
So what
I praise the gods before I make em bop
Doubts do undermine
Ay
I'll be laying my career down on the line
Ay
I'm pushing to the limits
I'm always ready
Don't you forget it
Semi you're sweaty
My shits too heavy
Doubts do undermine
Ay
I'll be laying my career down on the line
Ay
I'm pushing to the limits
I'm always ready
Don't you forget it
Semi you're sweaty
My shits too heavy
I'm just doing what I love
Mm
Yo haters you can lick my nuts
This shit is like a religion for me
So what
I praise the gods before I make em bop
I'm just doing what I love
Mm
Yo haters you can lick my nuts
This shit is like a religion for me
So what
I praise the gods before I make em bop
Bop