Wow, I got you pressed as a bitch, huh
You live your life acting a phony, you lonely as f*ck and that's why you ain't get none
Tried to send the f*ckin' message, I didn't f*ck with him but he didn't get one
He breaking up with his girl now so I laugh in his face when he suffer depression
Man I don't know why I let the dead talk, boutta knock your ass down with the deadshot
You look bitch made, I'm not threatened, you get fye fye'd like I'm benson
You a big joke for the second, that was short lived, to the next one
Never struggling for the retention cause you a big fan for the record, yeah, you a big fan for the record
I'm so tired, like all that shit that you been talking to me, I already mothaf*ckin' heard it
Like, go retire man, you not creative no more, we not interested, don't know how to word it right
No requirements that you can meet, when you realize it, feel the truth cutting you with a knife
Don't want sorry's man, I'm simply not f*ckin' with you, honestly better off ending your f*cking life
Bitch, you really wanna make that stop, cause you not passing us
You not passing packs, don't really do that stuff
That nigga claim he fast but he not fast enough
He talking mad shit but never back it up
You better up that fye, quit all the acting man
We moving higher, like you cannot f*ck with us
You better say goodbye, caught your ass lacking man
And you better hold your own cause you been talking tough lil bitch
I got you pressed as a bitch, huh
You live your life acting a phony, you lonely as f*ck and that's why you ain't get none
Tried to send the f*ckin' message, I didn't f*ck with him but he didn't get one
He breaking up with his girl now so I laugh in his face when he suffer depression
Man I don't know why I let the dead talk, boutta knock your ass down with the deadshot
You look bitch made, I'm not threatened, you get fye fye'd like I'm benson
You a big joke for the second, that was short lived, to the next one
Never struggling for the retention cause you a big fan for the record, yeah, you a big fan for the record
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Wow, I got you pressed as a bitch, huh
You live your life acting a phony, you lonely as f*ck and that's why you ain't get none
Tried to send the f*ckin' message, I didn't f*ck with him but he didn't get one
He breaking up with his girl now so I laugh in his face when he suffer depression
Man I don't know why I let the dead talk, boutta knock your ass down with the deadshot
You look bitch made, I'm not threatened, you get fye fye'd like I'm benson
You a big joke for the second, that was short lived, to the next one
Never struggling for the retention cause you a big fan for the record, yeah, you a big fan for the record
I'm so tired, like all that shit that you been talking to me, I already mothaf*ckin' heard it
Like, go retire man, you not creative no more, we not interested, don't know how to word it right
No requirements that you can meet, when you realize it, feel the truth cutting you with a knife
Don't want sorry's man, I'm simply not f*ckin' with you, honestly better off ending your f*cking life
Bitch, you really wanna make that stop, cause you not passing us
You not passing packs, don't really do that stuff
That nigga claim he fast but he not fast enough
He talking mad shit but never back it up
You better up that fye, quit all the acting man
We moving higher, like you cannot f*ck with us
You better say goodbye, caught your ass lacking man
And you better hold your own cause you been talking tough lil bitch
I got you pressed as a bitch, huh
You live your life acting a phony, you lonely as f*ck and that's why you ain't get none
Tried to send the f*ckin' message, I didn't f*ck with him but he didn't get one
He breaking up with his girl now so I laugh in his face when he suffer depression
Man I don't know why I let the dead talk, boutta knock your ass down with the deadshot
You look bitch made, I'm not threatened, you get fye fye'd like I'm benson
You a big joke for the second, that was short lived, to the next one
Never struggling for the retention cause you a big fan for the record, yeah, you a big fan for the record
You live your life acting a phony, you lonely as f*ck and that's why you ain't get none
Tried to send the f*ckin' message, I didn't f*ck with him but he didn't get one
He breaking up with his girl now so I laugh in his face when he suffer depression
Man I don't know why I let the dead talk, boutta knock your ass down with the deadshot
You look bitch made, I'm not threatened, you get fye fye'd like I'm benson
You a big joke for the second, that was short lived, to the next one
Never struggling for the retention cause you a big fan for the record, yeah, you a big fan for the record
I'm so tired, like all that shit that you been talking to me, I already mothaf*ckin' heard it
Like, go retire man, you not creative no more, we not interested, don't know how to word it right
No requirements that you can meet, when you realize it, feel the truth cutting you with a knife
Don't want sorry's man, I'm simply not f*ckin' with you, honestly better off ending your f*cking life
Bitch, you really wanna make that stop, cause you not passing us
You not passing packs, don't really do that stuff
That nigga claim he fast but he not fast enough
He talking mad shit but never back it up
You better up that fye, quit all the acting man
We moving higher, like you cannot f*ck with us
You better say goodbye, caught your ass lacking man
And you better hold your own cause you been talking tough lil bitch
I got you pressed as a bitch, huh
You live your life acting a phony, you lonely as f*ck and that's why you ain't get none
Tried to send the f*ckin' message, I didn't f*ck with him but he didn't get one
He breaking up with his girl now so I laugh in his face when he suffer depression
Man I don't know why I let the dead talk, boutta knock your ass down with the deadshot
You look bitch made, I'm not threatened, you get fye fye'd like I'm benson
You a big joke for the second, that was short lived, to the next one
Never struggling for the retention cause you a big fan for the record, yeah, you a big fan for the record
Writer: Chris L
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid