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He been dissing me for clout his career still ain't come back yet
Seventy five M's on one tape, b*tch where my plaque at?
I don't like to diss often, I don't make no rap threats
I'd rather show them good and well before I act bad
45 in my book bag, that was back in math class
Used to cheat on all the pretty girls cause I was bad at math
Used to cheat on all the pretty girls cause one had did me bad
I'm the hood Bieber serving baby like somebody dad
I call lil bro tell him make sure I ain't on speakerphone
Nowadays they only call my cell when they need a loan
Missing calls from three I'm on the PJ, tryna tell him speed home
Made a song bout shooting schools up and that's what put my people on
It's crazy, ain't it? I look good with paper, ain't it?
On that stage feel like the whole world in my favor, ain't it?
I beat the odds, no one around here made it
They supposed to 19 keep that that 19 on them
Make your dumb ass face the pavement
Blood snitched on his zone cousin that right there a family statement
Jake all in my phone, going troll, talm bout why he gravy
Don't ask me why I wet em up,
This dirty Glock ain't never bathing
Keep a cane near but I ain't never been a raisin
Ain't let the fame change me, I don't even be acting famous
7-6-2 pop out of the mic, on Drake and leave ya brain lit
Your brother died, he ain't even do nothing but cry, we ain't on the same sh*t,
We ain't on the same time 2 watches on, them b*tches don't even got the same time
30 shots up in this four-five, the Glock, got hangtime
You can see this bitch just poke out and they still don't pat me down
Your b*tch can lie all she want and that hoe still getting passed around
And we ain't sparing nothing, catch lil bro he getting smacked around