Hit Me

Talking crazy
Till I bug out
Wit ya people
Given you fake hope
Can't wait to catch you alone
Tie the rope on ya neck
Don't call the cops
You know what u did
Moving with suspect
You wouldn't get bodied
If you show respect
Too much pride for you to say my fault
Till you gone
Then it's your fault
You owe me money
You left queens
Asking 4 the 4 5
I ain't talking
Never was a talker
Playing victim calling 5 0
So I can serve 3 0
Playing chess
Insecure
With no heart in ya chest
If you hate yourself
Let me put you to rest
Can't wait to catch people off guard
The last thing you gonna remember
Me asking
I thought you was hard
People test you
Expecting no results
A big F
Dummy
Acting hard on social
Till I see u in 3d
Scared crying for ya mommy
Lucky I only got my hands
The chance to hold an AK or Tommy
Hit me

It's a serious issue
Hit me
Make it official
Physical and Verabal
Still gonna diss you
Hit me
So you know it's real

Can't be around these cats
Acting like a bunch of females
Only thing I wanna do is bring out the machete and bat
At the same coin you running
To the feds
Fronting
All the talk about what
Beef is heavy
U holding 911 on speed dial
Let people talk for a while
Get exposed
Time to get cut
Trust less
No stress
Gave my hand out
Got kicked for it
You ain't getting nothing
We divided as a people
Over envy
Enemies I have many
Blessed a lot on my plate
I got plenty
You not taking nothing from me
Blood don't mean we family
I'm like a pit
Once you get in
I'm not barking
I came to rip
Down 4 the one on one
Or whatever I'll adapt
Walking solo all the time
Strong alone
You can't walk in my shoes
You in debt
Sins ova ya head
Over due
Watch how quickly people snitch too



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Bunche
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