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letra de without haters, life is just a circlejerk - fawcette

[intro: fawcette & unknown]
big brother!
yes, sweetie?
why do people hate you so much?
well, i mean, what do you mean by that?
i mean, every time i go on instagram
or snapchat, p-people say such mean things about you
comment after comment, post after post
just bad words and slander
yeah honey, i-i-uh
i know, i-it’s just the way some people are
some people can be mean like that
but why do they hate on you so much?
why do they say mean things?
well, uh
most of the time, it boils down to three reasons
what are the three reasons?
the reasons are either one, they hate me ’cause i’m beautiful
two, they wish they had as much paper as me
or three, they hate to see my success
you know, when it comes to success, you’re like a light
and these haters are moths
you know, what’s funny?
they entertain me at this point
they entertain you?
yeah, i like to see them fly around my light
wishing they could get a piece of me
but remind me, what do we do to moths where we come from?
we squish moths where we come from!
we take those little bugs into a new one
we let them have it, right? right?
[verse: fawcette]
right, right, right, right
right, right, right, right
you already know i’m itching to fight
an opper when i see [?] on sight
my gun jerks back when i wanna get rid of ’em
[?] that change colors, like a chameleon
no-lives be jerking back like an amphibian
[?] and light a jerk, like a caribbean
i can’t lie, they make me hard like obsidian
when they try to roast me to oblivion
thinkin’ that they’re hard, i think they’re comedians
when they blew up my phone, like palestinians
all up on snapchat, or up on my twitter
makin’ fun of the way that my [?] glitters
while they be shopliftin’ out urban outfitters
they don’t make me mad, they don’t make me bitter
’cause i’m watching these kids like a babysitter
i’m watching them squeal every time i get bigger
and it makes my d-ck stand tall like a transmitter
’cause it proves i’m not fake like a counterfeiter
most people get salty, just like the d-mn ocean
when their opposition starts up a commotion
i’m thankful, ’cause i’ll do more braggin’ and bourgein’
more pictures with money, is what i’ll be postin’
[outro: fawcette & unknown]
so yeah, uhm
i hope that helps, uh
i kinda wish you weren’t so young, so i could explain it to you better, but uh
it just makes me harder than titanium when they be hatin’ on me
it just inspires me to keep getting better and better
you know, one day you’ll understand
will i ever get haters, big brother?
abso-f-ckin’-lutely
oh, okay!

- fawcette

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