Receipts

I done told all y'all
I moved to a new lane
New niggas with some new aims
But still the' nigga' think issa game
Whole squad got that new flame
They won't remember you niggas' names
Line 'em up let the pistol bang
Kill shot when I make it rain
You niggas gon' get it rough
You niggas gon' give it up
Been chillin' right in the cut
Whippin' on a daily, I'm you niggas' plugs
Bunch mini-me's so we finna eat
But hella niggas gotta know their place
I'm checking egos so they know my steez
But every rapper thinking it's a phase
Imma, reload for the fuck boy
And I'm with the free smoke for the long haul
Southside, Northside, know we go hard
Westside, Eastside, Imma own dawg
I ain't with the clout chasing like a hoe, dawg
Niggas know me everywhere that I go, dawg
O-M-I-D been a hoe, dawg
Sucking dick the only time you're gonna blow, dawg
Ah, I been tryna lay low
Fuck more, live good, get peso
Show love, lift y'all for the culture
But nigga' lurk 'round me like vultures
I'm a real rap god in this town, boy
That's why the'e fools wan' take away the crown, boy
Fuck I look like beefin' with you clowns, boy
You live in St. Albert, outta town, boy
Know your place, play it safe
You ain't movin' at this pace
Momma's boy, daddy's toy
We all know how you was raised
Never hood, always good
Always gained your teachers' praise
I'm from nothing, life was dusty
Really had some grimy ways
Ya fucking imposter, you not on this roster
Of rappers who bossed up
The beauty of making your way to the top
With integrity you couldn't fathom that
I hustle so I could put every rapper in the city on
You know that it ain't cap
Cuz you know that you was the little bro
I was putting on since way back
You had a song called "World Injustice"
I was thinking you was down with the real, real
Told me that people of colour was dumb
And that you was just banking on how they feel
Couldn't believe all those foul words
Please tell me that was all a joke
Cuz I got receipts on receipts
And I'm pullin' up any second if you want the smoke
Oooh, nigga dare try me
You gon' prolly have to snipe me
Cuz I'm raining bullets on bullets
I'm shooting at your whole squad blinded
Imma reload and repeat
Target your face with the beam
Wet 'em like it's no biggie, he gon' think it's all a dream
While "Juicy" playing on the scene
Put dem niggas all to sleep
And I am reigning all supreme
I be meaning what I say, and saying everything I mean
Murder, murder is the theme
They not gon' get it with me
Mans got some nerve though
Sayin' my name when they know how it go
Calling my name on a podcast though
Do you rap or do you internet troll?
That's cool slut but I don't play hoe
Don't give props like, "that's big bro"
When you see me out-and-about with the squad
Don't kiss my feet like, "your shit cold"
No, I'm not your friend or your peer
Keep that energy from here
On wax, off wax, told you my stance and that shit is clear

And this goes to every rapper in the city
Don't mention my name with your mouth
Got niggas who biting my style and my flows
And they got the nerve to be dissin' now
I humbled myself for so long playing underdog
So niggas could make it up
Oh well, farewell, we cutting ties and niggas about to starve
It's the revenge of the meek
They know better when I speak
Got the first scapegoat in the hands of a GOAT
No mercy, no retreat
I'm in all kinda bags
You just all kinds of mad
They know these verses is hearses
And none of y'all boys' about to last, real talk