Minuto

Got this one song
In my head
I need to let out
Gun shots singing
In the streets
One hit
He bled out
Too much ego
Made him think
He was untouchable
Them kids were crazy
For bullets to eat him up
Like Lunchables

Pity the fool
Who thinks he better
Then moi
Heard your whole catalog
Man that shit is hot garb
Better redirect
Them wack bars
To some other sucker
I flow way too smoother
Then you boy
It's like bread and butter

I can't believe none of
That bull shit you mutter
I keep it real
While you imitate and fake
Just like some others

You're faker then your
Followers and streams
You live your little movie
But real life
Pussy behind the scenes
Push me and you gon see

And this a fair warning
To anyone who think
They can go
Toe to toe with me
You're welcome
To come get slaughtered

He really thought
He go harder
Now he went missing
This shit ain't a joke
Listen I'm on a mission
My pen game way sharper
You try to dim my light
Yours only gon go darker