My Return

Look
Who the fuck wanna beef with me
Tell these little bum bitches
Ain't no treat from me
Never bite the hand that feed you
They needed me
Cuz when the shit hit the fan
How they treated me
(Uh)
Coming full speed
I got transmission
This the type of shit
That you need a bad bitch in
Gone for while
But I'm back in the kitchen
Claim they miss me
But still hate
They ambition
It's been a year
Record labels ain't sign me
I'm in the front
All these rap hoes behind me
Getting money
Only way I live I provide see
I really hoping for sign near
To guide me
Speaking real shit
Damn right
That's facts
No printer
On the road tryna get a couple racks
See a lot wack hoes
Out here tryna rap
Got bars got puns
Nah man that's cap
Moving that weight
They gone call me a dealer
Eat up the cereal (serial)
Bitch I'm a killer
Speak on my name
Just know I'm getting bigger
It's sad but amusing
Y'all angry and bitter
Balling on these hoes
Like lebron no court
Eat these rappers up (Yea)
With a spoon no fork
Bitch big mad
That I move to New York
Do this shit with no effort
While they hoes fall short
(Ran) Ran up a check and I got me mill
Do what I want
Give a fuck
How you feel
Flow hella sick
Think I need me a pill
See hoes acting different
Man that's how you feel
Bitch I'm the hardest
That came out my city
These niggas been wack
And they ain't fucking with me
Thick booty bitches
They short and mad pretty
Messing with bad boys
And that's word to P Diddy
BITCH

This is my return
This is my return
This is my return
Been gone for a minute
But I'm back now my return



Credits
Writer(s): Jaseem Dieffenthaller
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