P.O.P

Ima rebel in my own ways
Daredevil in my own way
I'll stare the devil in his own face
Bold face I'll catch him at the light like Road rage
You don't even know what I'm gone say next
Nowadays I'm so complex
used to say hard but the bars got meshed with that mess
And sorry I ain't listen to it yet
I was in a bet with myself when I invested in my friends
Knowing friends was gone flip on the set
I ain't upset betteryet treat me with respect
It's a well known fact you a rat you a pest
If the shoe fit you can have the verse and the rest
In the flesh if you got my phone number we can text
Don't stress coyote roadrunner interests
At the rest stop I could take a piss and get a check
Never getting mad over nothing I ain't miss
You can't argue with a dummy if he owe you money
Know he bummy it ain't funny it ain't always sunny
Sonny losing buddy choosing was his biggest fan
Now I gotta move around you like the middleman
Pitiful you couldn't keep it original
I thought you was gon hold it down and now it's visible
Putting paper over principles is critical
Cause now I gotta get rid of you
Now I gotta get rid of you

Putting paper over principles is critical
Cause now I gotta get rid of you
I seen you do some shit for niggas that you didn't know
But left the people that you ate with in the bitter cold
Can you explain to me and tell me what's it hittin for
When you work with them for free and no residuals
But charge you homies out the the ass to pay the minimum
It's a word for you I'm thinking of a synonym
You a hoe you a bitch you a geek
I dead beef every single day of the week
You the sidewalk type couldn't play in the streets
And yo parents tucked you in when you layed down to sleep
Can't compare me to lames we don't plainly compete
Steel stainless remain til my day of defeat
And I ain't lost yet I repeat I ain't lost yet I repeat
Standing on my own no feats
Ka peace do you understand or do I gotta teach
It's a reason the beast is released from its leash
When you cease to appease to my needs or my cheese
You deceased never turn your back on a king
We are not from the same era
You know change is dangerous
When I'm standing on the terrace
I don't make errors
I'm not the typical all my literature is literal
Putting paper over principles is critical
Cause now I gotta get rid of you
Now I gotta get rid of you
Putting paper over principles is critical
Cause now I gotta get rid of you



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Dunkley
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