Kill Your Pride
Now we shopping for the bando, I'm drippin'
Outside with like 40 honchos, we trappin'
Now I'm dressed up in some fine clothes, I'm picky
Now I'm flexed up with some fine hoes, I'm Pimpin'
Now we shopping shopping, put in a hunnet bands
All of these rappers talking, bitch you all my fans
I'm like Pac and biggie bitch I'm brown and tanned
She's like "baby hug me" but she ain't got no pants
Woah Woah Woah
Bitch I'm back on on my shit
45 Bullets been flying to his crib
I'm chasing the money I ain't chasing a bitch
Shippin' the dough I live in the mix
I pop with the sharks so I sleep with a blick
Pickin' a cause I can't slide with a snitch
I mob with the bros on live then I dip
Yeah Yeah
Kill your pride when you talk to me
All the shit you do is copy me
I had bitches when I was broke
I'm like Diddy with the dope
Writing verses I just tried to imply
Ain't been happy since my brother died
PTSD bitch I'm traumatized
PTSD I can't sleep at night
Bitch I'm back on my pimpin'
Here for the most and I mob with a passion
Hate on the kid, you hating my cashin
Stop it
You fakin' it all
Grind on my days and I warned you all
You pay for a pic I ain't picking your call
You roll with some bitches I'm sick of you all
Shh
Shh
Shh
Shh
Shout your mouth hoe
All you cappin' rappin' people be some lying hoes
Man I used to write your songs, got you fine hoes
Now you thinking you the shit, you ain't shit bro
You ain't shit I mean it
Shooting my shots on time I ain't missing
All of my dawgs be breaking the law
They ain't pay for the sins so I pay for the mission
Catch me in a 4 by 4 with some patience
Trapping outside but I sit with the majors
Put it on fire cus I ball like the lakers
I don't cap in my rap, I ain't like you bitches
Kill your pride when you talk to me
All the shit you do is copy me
I had bitches when I was broke
I'm like Diddy with the dope
Writing verses I just tried to imply
Ain't been happy since my brother died
PTSD bitch I'm traumatized
PTSD I can't sleep at night
Outside with like 40 honchos, we trappin'
Now I'm dressed up in some fine clothes, I'm picky
Now I'm flexed up with some fine hoes, I'm Pimpin'
Now we shopping shopping, put in a hunnet bands
All of these rappers talking, bitch you all my fans
I'm like Pac and biggie bitch I'm brown and tanned
She's like "baby hug me" but she ain't got no pants
Woah Woah Woah
Bitch I'm back on on my shit
45 Bullets been flying to his crib
I'm chasing the money I ain't chasing a bitch
Shippin' the dough I live in the mix
I pop with the sharks so I sleep with a blick
Pickin' a cause I can't slide with a snitch
I mob with the bros on live then I dip
Yeah Yeah
Kill your pride when you talk to me
All the shit you do is copy me
I had bitches when I was broke
I'm like Diddy with the dope
Writing verses I just tried to imply
Ain't been happy since my brother died
PTSD bitch I'm traumatized
PTSD I can't sleep at night
Bitch I'm back on my pimpin'
Here for the most and I mob with a passion
Hate on the kid, you hating my cashin
Stop it
You fakin' it all
Grind on my days and I warned you all
You pay for a pic I ain't picking your call
You roll with some bitches I'm sick of you all
Shh
Shh
Shh
Shh
Shout your mouth hoe
All you cappin' rappin' people be some lying hoes
Man I used to write your songs, got you fine hoes
Now you thinking you the shit, you ain't shit bro
You ain't shit I mean it
Shooting my shots on time I ain't missing
All of my dawgs be breaking the law
They ain't pay for the sins so I pay for the mission
Catch me in a 4 by 4 with some patience
Trapping outside but I sit with the majors
Put it on fire cus I ball like the lakers
I don't cap in my rap, I ain't like you bitches
Kill your pride when you talk to me
All the shit you do is copy me
I had bitches when I was broke
I'm like Diddy with the dope
Writing verses I just tried to imply
Ain't been happy since my brother died
PTSD bitch I'm traumatized
PTSD I can't sleep at night
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Writer(s): Afnan Muneem
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