I ain't givin' niggas no pass, They tryna diss on note pads
Tear your shit up bout a bag And still I don't need a mask
Bitch, we gon' hit at your glass And prolly f*ck up your dash
The way he talkin', it don't seem like he really wanna last
Bitch, I'm talkin' real life, real life I just wanna live life, can't live twice
Remember sleepin' through them cold nights, cold nights
Mama had to work while we had no lights
Ayy, what's the problem, nigga
What'd It do
Got them hittas and they ready to come through
Spray that pistol, boy, we got 7-2's You wan' be famous, huh
Let's get you on the news
Tired of these rap cappin' ass niggas steady
Talkin' They the same ones window shoppin'
They the same ones steady floppin'
They the same ones out here coppin
Tell that pussy for to watch this They gon' hate me when my watch gliss
Honestly, I wanna stop this, I promise you is not this
I'm never scared when the lights on, I don't understand how they so wrong
Sittin' there sayin' I asked for loans
You don't get respect my thug
Y'all went and tore me up I told them people y'all them ones
Y'all went and showed me up
Bitch, I will bust you up
If you try to come my way Bitch, my mama on her own
She had to struggle for to make a way
Ain't talkin' family nigga
Don't got nothin' to do with them, I'll smoke your pussy ass
Before I ever think about fightin' them, And I'm dead wrong
And I'm dead wrong
Thinkin' bout my nigga got me smokin' strong
You actin' like you gangsta but you talkin' to me gay
Jocin' off you niggas, I ain't hearin' what you say
Preachin' that I'm lyin' about him, I know a thing or two
I ain't got no reason to cap, I done only said the truth
Conversatin' with myself, said I'm slowly losin' you
And at this point in time, I don't even know what the f*ck to do
Ayy, ayy, but check this, this, this, this my first and last time sayin' anything about this
Real talk, like, shit, you in my section, you in my way
Of course, like, it can go down whatever how you want it
But other than that, I don't want nothin' to do with y'all
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I ain't givin' niggas no pass, They tryna diss on note pads
Tear your shit up bout a bag And still I don't need a mask
Bitch, we gon' hit at your glass And prolly f*ck up your dash
The way he talkin', it don't seem like he really wanna last
Bitch, I'm talkin' real life, real life I just wanna live life, can't live twice
Remember sleepin' through them cold nights, cold nights
Mama had to work while we had no lights
Ayy, what's the problem, nigga
What'd It do
Got them hittas and they ready to come through
Spray that pistol, boy, we got 7-2's You wan' be famous, huh
Let's get you on the news
Tired of these rap cappin' ass niggas steady
Talkin' They the same ones window shoppin'
They the same ones steady floppin'
They the same ones out here coppin
Tell that pussy for to watch this They gon' hate me when my watch gliss
Honestly, I wanna stop this, I promise you is not this
I'm never scared when the lights on, I don't understand how they so wrong
Sittin' there sayin' I asked for loans
You don't get respect my thug
Y'all went and tore me up I told them people y'all them ones
Y'all went and showed me up
Bitch, I will bust you up
If you try to come my way Bitch, my mama on her own
She had to struggle for to make a way
Ain't talkin' family nigga
Don't got nothin' to do with them, I'll smoke your pussy ass
Before I ever think about fightin' them, And I'm dead wrong
And I'm dead wrong
Thinkin' bout my nigga got me smokin' strong
You actin' like you gangsta but you talkin' to me gay
Jocin' off you niggas, I ain't hearin' what you say
Preachin' that I'm lyin' about him, I know a thing or two
I ain't got no reason to cap, I done only said the truth
Conversatin' with myself, said I'm slowly losin' you
And at this point in time, I don't even know what the f*ck to do
Ayy, ayy, but check this, this, this, this my first and last time sayin' anything about this
Real talk, like, shit, you in my section, you in my way
Of course, like, it can go down whatever how you want it
But other than that, I don't want nothin' to do with y'all
Tear your shit up bout a bag And still I don't need a mask
Bitch, we gon' hit at your glass And prolly f*ck up your dash
The way he talkin', it don't seem like he really wanna last
Bitch, I'm talkin' real life, real life I just wanna live life, can't live twice
Remember sleepin' through them cold nights, cold nights
Mama had to work while we had no lights
Ayy, what's the problem, nigga
What'd It do
Got them hittas and they ready to come through
Spray that pistol, boy, we got 7-2's You wan' be famous, huh
Let's get you on the news
Tired of these rap cappin' ass niggas steady
Talkin' They the same ones window shoppin'
They the same ones steady floppin'
They the same ones out here coppin
Tell that pussy for to watch this They gon' hate me when my watch gliss
Honestly, I wanna stop this, I promise you is not this
I'm never scared when the lights on, I don't understand how they so wrong
Sittin' there sayin' I asked for loans
You don't get respect my thug
Y'all went and tore me up I told them people y'all them ones
Y'all went and showed me up
Bitch, I will bust you up
If you try to come my way Bitch, my mama on her own
She had to struggle for to make a way
Ain't talkin' family nigga
Don't got nothin' to do with them, I'll smoke your pussy ass
Before I ever think about fightin' them, And I'm dead wrong
And I'm dead wrong
Thinkin' bout my nigga got me smokin' strong
You actin' like you gangsta but you talkin' to me gay
Jocin' off you niggas, I ain't hearin' what you say
Preachin' that I'm lyin' about him, I know a thing or two
I ain't got no reason to cap, I done only said the truth
Conversatin' with myself, said I'm slowly losin' you
And at this point in time, I don't even know what the f*ck to do
Ayy, ayy, but check this, this, this, this my first and last time sayin' anything about this
Real talk, like, shit, you in my section, you in my way
Of course, like, it can go down whatever how you want it
But other than that, I don't want nothin' to do with y'all
Writer: Alex Frame
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