No Effort
You won't pull up you won't bang
You won't do a fuckin thang
All you do is run yo mouth about cho' muthafuckin gang
All on Facebook throwing dirt up on my name
But you really wish you could be half the man I am today
You cant spit the way I spit
You ain't lived the way I lived
All you do is step on others to get anywhere you've been
Lyin' through ya teeth but I know the truth underneath the skin
You'd probly never admit it but you'd do anything to win
You'd probly suck a fuckin dick if it meant you could get ahead
Just to be a penny tool in a million dollar shed (but not me)
Nu uh, ima make it or break it
I ain't gon' ride coat tails or steal a gimmick and fake it
Ima make my own lane get respect on my merits
Ima make my own wave HM03 if you dare it
Cuz all I gotta do is spit a line and say what I feel
And without question all my followers will know that it's real
You don't really wanna fuck wit me naa
You ain't really bout this rap beef
You don't really wanna come lose teeth naa
Bitch boys don't hang on my street
You don't really wanna fuck wit me naa
You ain't really wanna lose some teeth naa
Bitch boys don't hang on my street
You ain't really fuckin bout it all you do is sit and doubt it
But you won't be saying that when I'm the one who's got the clout
And you're up dissing for attention sitting all up in my mentions
But you salty cuz I won't even spit yo name in this session
Na lil homie you been doing this for his long?
If it ain't even a year I don't wanna hear about yall
You ain't even rocked a crowd
You got one song that got taken down
You got Kaynes ego, lil pump's talent, thinking you got shizzy's sound?
Na cuhh you ain't even on my level
You done fucked with the wrong one you done turned this nerd too a devil
Tryna test my gangsta' thinkin I ain't seen the ghetto?
You was half right calling me a CLOWN but you forgot the Rebel
I woulda left if be but you had to keep talkin shit
You had to keep running lips
About who you gonna hit
In front of my wife and kids
And how you are so legit
And how I shouldn't even be rapping because I gotta lisp
You say my bars are corny any day you could burn em
But while you sitting tryna hate you taking time out to learn em
So at the end of the day love or hate me it's all the same
Cuz either way you're giving me energy just by saying my name
You won't do a fuckin thang
All you do is run yo mouth about cho' muthafuckin gang
All on Facebook throwing dirt up on my name
But you really wish you could be half the man I am today
You cant spit the way I spit
You ain't lived the way I lived
All you do is step on others to get anywhere you've been
Lyin' through ya teeth but I know the truth underneath the skin
You'd probly never admit it but you'd do anything to win
You'd probly suck a fuckin dick if it meant you could get ahead
Just to be a penny tool in a million dollar shed (but not me)
Nu uh, ima make it or break it
I ain't gon' ride coat tails or steal a gimmick and fake it
Ima make my own lane get respect on my merits
Ima make my own wave HM03 if you dare it
Cuz all I gotta do is spit a line and say what I feel
And without question all my followers will know that it's real
You don't really wanna fuck wit me naa
You ain't really bout this rap beef
You don't really wanna come lose teeth naa
Bitch boys don't hang on my street
You don't really wanna fuck wit me naa
You ain't really wanna lose some teeth naa
Bitch boys don't hang on my street
You ain't really fuckin bout it all you do is sit and doubt it
But you won't be saying that when I'm the one who's got the clout
And you're up dissing for attention sitting all up in my mentions
But you salty cuz I won't even spit yo name in this session
Na lil homie you been doing this for his long?
If it ain't even a year I don't wanna hear about yall
You ain't even rocked a crowd
You got one song that got taken down
You got Kaynes ego, lil pump's talent, thinking you got shizzy's sound?
Na cuhh you ain't even on my level
You done fucked with the wrong one you done turned this nerd too a devil
Tryna test my gangsta' thinkin I ain't seen the ghetto?
You was half right calling me a CLOWN but you forgot the Rebel
I woulda left if be but you had to keep talkin shit
You had to keep running lips
About who you gonna hit
In front of my wife and kids
And how you are so legit
And how I shouldn't even be rapping because I gotta lisp
You say my bars are corny any day you could burn em
But while you sitting tryna hate you taking time out to learn em
So at the end of the day love or hate me it's all the same
Cuz either way you're giving me energy just by saying my name
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Ju
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