Bullets Don't Tickle

You takin' general statements as subliminals ah
Oh you feel guilty ah ya hands filthy, I know
Ya tried to eat but brought nothing to the table
I had to bring all the food, not to mention the table
You, wanna peel old scabs, really you ain't through
No LOL's in the text you won't get this misconstrued
Ah, bullets don't tickle nigga, I'm really wit it nigga
I got so much dirt on you, I could really put dirt on you
Look back in New York you fought me over a hoe
It's not my fault she saw an upgrade when I walked through the doe
A few years ago she hit my line wanting to chill
I could of fucked her if I wanted she'd finally get something real
But I thought how would you feel, look at me lookin' out for you
Whole time you talkin' shit about me, no more sorries
Ah, when you hear this call her and ask if I smashed
You wanna know if I smashed, just call and ask
You really a victim of ya anger, you really need some help
I don't know how you in the army when you at war with yourself
You really unstable nigga, rather not have you by my side
You side eye someone long enough your eyes open wide
I, just wanted help from this other guy and got nothing at all
But when he couldn't pay his rent, I was the one he called
Less Friends More Enemies yeah I knew about it
You came into my field with a rusty steel
But, I don't hold grudges, I jus remember everything
Take notes of everything, screen shot everything
Just in case someone wanna play dumb, ah, I play dumber
Now where'd you say we met, and how you have my number
Look, I heard ya talkin' bout me, but I thought we cut ties
And it's not even that, ya just straight tellin' lies
Okay, friends turn to foes like virgins turn to hoes
Enemies stick around longer than friends
I guess ya with me to the end
Yeah
Time tells, ya was there
But check the clock in screen only my finger prints is there
Look be honest, you couldn't even swim if I wasn't around
Me holding you up is what really made me drown
Look be grateful, I took it light I could've exposed you niggas
All that joking is gonna give me the last laugh I told you niggas
Cause bullets don't tickle nigga, I'm really with it nigga
So much dirt on you, I could really put dirt on you

It's definitely yo size, that's why the shoes is fittin'
Green screen in ya photo, that's not how you really livin'
You a world traveler, from sofa to sofa
Took ya mans bread and went to the next town over, but

Yeah, I know
You takin' general statements as subliminals ah
Oh you feel guilty ah ya hands filthy, I know



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Writer(s): Dimitri D.
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