Tru
Two phones they keep blowing up my phone lines
Tell em I'm tied up like going to overtime
Over time I define what consistency is
All ya really did is show what misery is
Nobody can stop me from kicking shit like Mbappe
I like it sloppy when she top me
Call me poppay I mean papi
Don't mean hockey but know niggas that play with sticks
Everybody think they shooters like they play for the Knicks
'Til they get clipped like Kawhi after winning the chip
You filled ya clique with fake souls
I know that type of weight can take its toll
Before I leave the crib I pray I make it home
Hella flows hella quotes so there's no debating
Bunch of jokes who want no smoke like they on probation
Aim high trynna stay lowkey
Say yo peace ironic how these demons trynna pray on me
With these tracks I'm on a run like Flo-Jo
How you message me and asking me to pay you for promo
Rappers I used to idolize be all in my inbox
Asking me to pay for their post half of ya been flopped
Wouldn't believe half of the names on this list
Like Game Benny the Butcher can't forget 'bout Jadakiss
It's not a diss if I'm just stating the facts
I can't picture myself paying to rap when they pay me for that
I don't understand the mind of artist who scam artists on the grind
When they look at ya niggas as a hero in their eyes
Now I see em as niggas that should retire
All these niggas rap about is money and they jewelry
All these niggas talk gangsta but they move with security
All these chicks be posting pics to show off their insecurities
I just roll a blunt smoke my impurities
Tell em I'm tied up like going to overtime
Over time I define what consistency is
All ya really did is show what misery is
Nobody can stop me from kicking shit like Mbappe
I like it sloppy when she top me
Call me poppay I mean papi
Don't mean hockey but know niggas that play with sticks
Everybody think they shooters like they play for the Knicks
'Til they get clipped like Kawhi after winning the chip
You filled ya clique with fake souls
I know that type of weight can take its toll
Before I leave the crib I pray I make it home
Hella flows hella quotes so there's no debating
Bunch of jokes who want no smoke like they on probation
Aim high trynna stay lowkey
Say yo peace ironic how these demons trynna pray on me
With these tracks I'm on a run like Flo-Jo
How you message me and asking me to pay you for promo
Rappers I used to idolize be all in my inbox
Asking me to pay for their post half of ya been flopped
Wouldn't believe half of the names on this list
Like Game Benny the Butcher can't forget 'bout Jadakiss
It's not a diss if I'm just stating the facts
I can't picture myself paying to rap when they pay me for that
I don't understand the mind of artist who scam artists on the grind
When they look at ya niggas as a hero in their eyes
Now I see em as niggas that should retire
All these niggas rap about is money and they jewelry
All these niggas talk gangsta but they move with security
All these chicks be posting pics to show off their insecurities
I just roll a blunt smoke my impurities
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Writer(s): Odera Iloegbunam
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