Dead to Me

I'm a better person than you
Hold up

Show some respect when you mention my name
Don't do it for money, don't do it for fame
How could I do it for the money and hoes?
Well, maybe I could when I'm selling out shows

How are you dead to me?
I don't have enemies
Why you befriending me?
Hold up...
Stepping in front of me
Why don't you run on me?
Putting the gun on me
Yeah...
Stepping on tables
Getting the labels
Well that is not me!
Don't even got cable
Why you being shady?
I do not get it
Why do you hate me?
Cause I'm doing it different?

Show some respect when you mention my name
Don't do it for money, don't do it for fame
How could I do it for the money and hoes?
Well, maybe I could when I'm selling out shows

You think I'm soft
I'm flicking you off
While you turning up
I'm turning it off

May I ask in what way your life is contributing to society as you sit
Here day, after day, after day, in this dark room
Stringing along on that stupid guitar?
Have you ever thought about tha

You wanted a rap
I listened to that
And if you still hate it?
Gotta pull out the gat
Not talking 'bout guns
I'm talking 'bout words
Isn't it fun? Yeah
Am I still the worst?
Already had my chance and I blew it
The diss was all I had and I knew it
Then made another one, had times two it
But you could still not see right through it, uh

Show some respect when you mention my name
Don't do it for money, don't do it for fame
How could I do it for the money and hoes?
Well, maybe I could when I'm selling out shows

How are you dead to me?
I don't have enemies
Why you befriending me?
My momma take care of me!
I'm stepping in front of you
I'm 'bout to run on you
But not put the gun on you
I'm a better person than you!



Credits
Writer(s): Carson Diddens
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