Bittersweet

Got love for everyone in the business
But everyone in my business
Tell me, how should I talk when everyone is a witness?
And every slur out your mouth can turn into someone's sentence
That turn into somethin' later, that turn into somethin' vicious
And vicious niggas is after yo' time, turnin' yo' switches
Your friends swervin' yo' bitches and then burnin' your bridges
You stuck and severed in thoughts of when it's all gonna end
When the еnding's harder than thoughts
Or when it starts, it begins

Nobody wins whеn the family feud
Or when the family news turns into
Somethin' that no one from the family choose
Or when you plan to choose it, it's a dub for the feat
When they play they move
When the plans change and you plan to expand, pannin' the views
And these R&B singer women you called, all your friends choose
Kehlani hops on the news like it was somethin' to prove
Like me and her wasn't cool when I been friends with you for six years
Plus, plus the crew and we can Google picture proof

Got my phone number too, you coulda called me
But you movin' like we ain't even crew
And you'd not rather hear my views?
We used to phone talk late about exes and all our pools
I held your newborn in my arms, tell me how we aren't cool

Instead, you went to Twitter Shade Room to focus on your views
You was the quickest one to take me off records and set the mood
And now you got these little garbage artists talkin'
Like they takin' me off somethin' that's gon' harm me
Your label paid me already, dude
But KK, back to you, let me tell you who's
How to move, this is what you do
If you wanna take that stance then that's cool
But we gon' do this with some rules

Ayy, JoJo, I need you to take notes too
Don't take me off the deluxe album that no one gives a fuck about
Take me off the original too
'Cause when I'm scrollin' through this Spotify playlist
See me my name both in y'all top five pages
It just feels a little unsincere, hmm?

Or maybe I refuse, am I trippin' and confused?
Y'all could have took me off the album but have still have yet to do?
Ayy, nah, maybe it's the truth
Got the numbers and the proof
'Cause with both of y'all combined, I gave y'all forty million views
Y'all can't lose

What do you do when your friends lookin' at you sideways?
I can't even tell 'em what happened because of my case
You can't even trust in nobody 'cause they might try face
All the G's tellin' you, OG, this isn't my day
Y'all can dub and hurt me but I'm fueled by Gods
Tender love and mercy, devil try'na work me
But I pop up in the scene, chocolate car, color Hershey
It's some niggas that I lent money to that never imbursed me

I had many visions of this time, made decisions for the prime
Future thinkin' how I'm speakin' on the past like, "what a time"
Once upon a time, was just a kid that loved to rhyme
And now the fame is bittersweet
I take the cake that come with mine, Tory

Is it worth it?
When everything that's bittersweet isn't perfect
Lookin' beyond the surface
And I can see the greatest go away
I never meant to break your heart
(I never meant to break your heart, no)
I never meant to break your heart, no

Look
I know I'm swingin' with the excalibur sword, calibers in the drawer
Copped me a brand new Cullinan, calendars lookin' for him
My balance fully attended, two talents full on the floor
My palace is full of awards, my shower is like the Falls

I'm serious and my aim is never beef with my peers
When niggas careers like the game with the seat with the chairs
When the music goes off and you left sittin', seein' who's there
Yeah, niggas don't even compare

It hurt to say them words 'bout Roc Nation management
'Cause Jigga whole career, I've been a fan of it
And I'm just pissed 'bout how these niggas handled it
I worked for this for years
And outta nowhere
Here comes Jill tryna come smear campaign and damage it

Like she hit me with the "Oh, well"
But I know this so well
I'm colder than a polar bear's toenail in my hotel
Got thick strippers gettin' motorboated in a motel
Made videos and TMZ'll pay me just to go sell

I don't like to do this, y'all just act like I ain't human
Been two months and seein' me on memes and I ain't suppose to do shit?
Oh, I get it, y'all think I'm stupid
I'm supposed to lose to these lies
Tellin' rumor and sellin' niggas that feudin'

And talkin' to GOAT, never with they chest but all with they throat
It's like you can only trust these niggas as far as you throw
As far as it goes, the check, cards in the wallet
Console still got these bitches try'na swallow me whole

You know me
Shawty said I can't be canceled 'cause I'm far too handsome
I hopped up out that yellow Lamb', her man start a tantrum
The bands fallin' over me just like a starvin' dancer
But take that up with the man who decide to harness answers

I know God got me, I know God got me
The car frame in two lanes, it's a wide body
She'd rather fuck me in her brain but try to side eye me
Them Flower City niggas with me, homie, why try me?

Crack the seal on the weed, still on the speed
Watch critics create meme with zero chill on my feed
They never expected me to react actually
But fuck it, that's that nigga, I'm back to bein' me

But I wonder if we'll talk again
Wonder if we'll run up on Runyon Canyon at
9 o'clock at night and take that walk again
Even if you don't, I still consider you my friend
And the greater that it came, is still the bigger that it is

In my darkest days, sittin' at the pillar countin' scrilla
Chinchilla jacket like Tony at the villa
Not only am I richer than these fuck ass rap niggas, I'm realer
And I'm down to put that work in until you fill 'em

Shotta had many visions of this time, made decisions for the prime
Future thinkin' how I'm speakin' on the past like, "what a time"
Once upon a time, was just a kid that loved to rhyme
Now the fame is bittersweet, I take the cake that come with mine, Tory

Is it worth it?
When everything that's bittersweet isn't perfect
Lookin' beyond the surface
And I can see the greatest flow away
I never meant to break your heart
(I never meant to break your heart, no)
I never meant to break your heart, no

Yo, why yuh come disrespect up mon?
Unnu cyan jus' dance?



Credits
Writer(s): Daystar Peterson, Michael Cerda, Lyle Anthony Jr Leduff
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