Frenemies (feat. Nefarious)

You're telling me my, music is shit
Honestly, I think you're just a jealous bitch
Compared to me you're irrelevant
I'm on another motherfucking level bitch
But what can I say
I can nail these tracks as of late
That's not something that is up to debate
When I'm in the booth I don't hesitate
Freestyling in the Avatar State

Like I don't understand where you're coming from
Saying shit like that you must be fucking dumb
I'm Neo mother fucker cause I'm the one
If you try me bitch, you're fucking done
No questions asked
As a matter of fact
Boutta put our city on the fucking map
I'm making waves while you make splash
You say you're good at rap, bitch that's all cap

Cause you really think you can rap better than me even if you fucking tried
Remind me again how many do you have released on Spotify
You said six they sound the same
Player 1 when I join the game
Just broke out my fucking cage
Won't lock me up can't be contained
You say you rap should be ashamed

I'm just rapping like it's nothin
I'm just stunting on a corny motherfucker
Had some heat up in the barrel that I hid under the covers
I can switch up all the flows, I keep a secret in a cupboard

Takin' off like I'm a rocket, I be doin it for fun and something
I ain't scared, JD's got nothin
You keep talkin' freestyles? That's funny bro
And where's your substance

I ain't talkin bout the little ass I can write shit
I am talking bout the let me get you fuckin right shit
But don't ever think you do better
I am always steady on the 'put me on the motherfucking mic' shit
Right? Shit
You're Chris Rock, I'm the Fresh Prince
You won't put our city on because the H is mine, bitch

I had more views on one song than your whole career dude
Stickers off of amazon, you said me too, that's weird, dude
You keep drinking Smirnoff on the night you say get turns
While I am opening the bottles of the fuckin' Ever clear, dude

Come to a kickback, I just really wanna see where your rapping is
I don't care about your life, don't ask twice, I'll lock you up where the attic is
Don't piss me off, I'll steal your wife than leave you asking where that bitch is
I hate when people look at me and ask 'oh shit, can that kid spit

Fuck a Midas touch
I got the Midas flow
Everything that I spit turns into gold
No Achilles heel I rap incredible
The success and the fame is inevitable

I'm not ever gonna stop
Till I make it to the top
I'm about to pop
Like a pimple
Tell me again that my shit it is simple
Cause I love the hate

You say you aren't scared of me
You a liar
Sweat on your brow bitch I see you perspire
I'm underneath your skin like a bad infection
My bars go harder than a virgin's erection
Always switching up my music man, new direction
You're a one-trick pony don't you get the message

Like I got more variety
When people listen to my shit they vibing B
My music gaining me notoriety
Looking down at you laughing, maniacally

Now you may have a few more streams than I
Keep in mind I've had less time my guy
I'm already this good my skills multiply
But I will concede your miles ahead me
Can you tell I got my start in comedy

See I heard what you said, I don't care enough
I was tryna play nice but you're outta luck
I inspired you to rap and then you wanna have a battle
Bro, you're entire goddamn system's fucked

But you make a coffee, like really well
For minimum wage? Yeah we can tell
I don't talk about the streams or the fans that I got
Cause my receipts, speak for itself

Speak for myself
When I say that I will kill a motherfucker for some petty ass shit
License to kill
I was tryna be nice but fuck that shit
I came equipped, you can go to hell

I been makin' more waves with two songs than you did with a whole EP
Who did 1k in one night? your goal for the year, oh wait, that's me
I been tearing shit up since a young motherfucker, I keep it loaded, fuck with me
Cause I'm a rotten apple who is falling far down but I came down from the highest tree

Get up on a level, you ain't even at my height
I been digging with a shovel like every night
Nefarious a menace and he's wicked, right
what's JD stand for? Jealous Dyke?

Thought you were a menace, that's a lie, JD
You ain't playing no bitch, you just suck on D&D
Talkin freestyle but I see through lines why do you feel like you got to lie to get by
I'm the realest by a mile so do not try hopping up on my shit I'm the best on a mic

I ain't got to trap to make my money
Tax evasion, that shit not's funny
I got a real job, I get a W-2
Man, what the fuck you tell the IRS?
Cause I know our music don't perform the best
We've made like twenty bucks collectively
Pretty far from being celebrities
But I feel like with time I'm gonna make

Got to keep going can't slow down bitch
Keep making music I improve my shit
I'm a put our fucking city on the map
Tryna talk shit that is cap
Get a little buzz before I rap
Freestyle with me at the next kickback
You said you wanna see where my rap is at
Does this answer question?

Bro I'm making music like all the time
Paper to the pen bitch I'm on the grind
When I release a track it is so unique
Skills like Everest can't see the peak
So go ahead say whatever you want to
Brought you on this track just to murder you
So go ahead cry boo ho bitch
Don't give a fuck about your hardships

This a well-fought a battle
Don't know who won
Guess it's up the audience
It's been fun
Some bars were spit
The microphone's is on fire just a little bit
We really wrote a whole song just talk some shit-

But on a real note,
You can't write us off as wannabes
Our success on a Chapel like a prophecy
Gonna change the game with our philosophy
Professional rappers not anomalies
Reads between the lines like parentheses
You can be whatever you want to be

So, it ain't my fault I wanna be better
You follow this shit while I'm a trendsetter
You'd better be careful when you diss me
I could've been your stepbrother cause your sister wanna kiss me