F**k Yo' Vest

I'm better than all the rest
Keep this tec
Fuck yo vest
I'll take yo life first bitch, fuck what's next
You got the time, I got the place and the piece, lacking positivity
'Cause I stepped out the crib on violence
So I swear to god, don't play with me

Bitch please
A metaphorical knife in your spleen
A dagger quickly moving faster
Directed straight to your heart to see you bleed
You underestimate me
I cut off two already
Don't think that i'm above making it three
Whether it's boom bap, sad rap, I kill on the mic
'Cause y'all fucked up putting anybody else up here tonight
What they gon do
I got a lot more to lose
There's bigger problems in this world than some wanna-be baby Rube (y)
Babe ruth
It's war so fuck a truce
Better strategize, I'm coming in swinging, singing, don't move
In the beginning, I was spitting' 'bout people I'm scared to lose
The smoke is clearing'
Now I'm hearing that they don't fuck with me too
(Ha)
Not the first, I'll be dammed if the last one is a curse
Catch me riding, middle finger out the window of the hearse
Think first, I hope the truth hits you where it fucking hurts
Apologies or enemies - there's no difference at first

But you all friendly in person
You can try to lie and say your peace of mind is worth the hurting
It's useless to make excuses if you don't put the work in
Now I'm certain

I'm better than all the rest
Keep this tec
Fuck yo vest
You shoulda kept yo mouth shut - tag, you're next
You got the time, I got the place and the piece
Pissed off to the extreme
'Cause I stepped out the crib on violence
So I swear to god, boy play with me

I got yo bitch in the whip, hanging her panties off my rear view
Saying there's nothing more in this life I wanna do than die with you
Baby we know the truth
It's Friday and I'm the one but come tomorrow morning
There's another dude, it's cool
Baby, you do you
Don't be mad, I give it back
I can do this too
They say an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind
But there's an I in happiness and there's a U in unkind
So get it right
I'm not hating, I'm just feeling myself
Here's an idea
Let's split up, I'll go left and you can go fuck yourself
'Cause sorrow breeds unhappiness and I'm alone in this hell
I'll drag myself out, bitch - I don't need yo help

I'm better than all the rest
Keep this tec
Fuck yo vest
I'll take yo life first bitch, fuck what's left
You got the time, I got the place and the piece, lacking positivity
'Cause I stepped out the crib on violence so I swear to god
I'm better than all the rest
Keep this tec
Fuck yo vest
You shoulda kept yo mouth shut - tag, you're next
You got the time, I got the place and the piece
Pissed off to the extreme
'Cause I stepped out the crib on violence
So I swear to god, boy play with me



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Writer(s): Felix Matthew Banks
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