Interlude

Imma call this shit interlude
Don't get misconstrued
Yes I got an attitude
I'm in a fuckin bitter mood
People asking questions
Like I'm in a fuckin interview
Gotta let em know that hate
Is something I'm familiar too
Tell me where tf it matters
If you know I'm fuckin dudes
Little did you know I'm prolly duckin too
Make a joke that's funny then maybe I'll be amused
Or better yet just lemme know
That I'm not being fucking used
Man this shit is through
That's my point of view
Comin up from where I live
I wasn't built to lose
I was built to play the hand that's dealt Not pick an choose
Im rockin black checkered vans
Not designer shoes
Im goin crazy on like every beat
I'm missin screws
I been searching for the clues
Tryna find the blues
An I'm fuckin different bitches
Man they come in twos
An I didn't put a gender
No need to assume

Fuck everybody
Fuck you you an you
Ion care about it
Got that ice up on my wrist
Why you starin at it
Love money loyalty
Ion don't play about it

You say you real I doubt it
You ain't bouta hate on me bitch
No I won't allow it
You ain't bout to throw no dirt
On my name
Bitch go sit the bench
While I go win the fuckin whole game

This the third album at my finest tho
You can't take a hint
You always out here tryna save a hoe
I can't really say to much
I used to do it so you know
Pourin up that drank
Don't give a fuck just let it overflow
I know people still confused
They didn't know that I could flow
Then I popped up in this shit
I took the mic and stole the show
I was born to do this
An you cannot tell me different so
If you didn't know me
Imma step out an let bitches know



Credits
Writer(s): Preston Powell
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