I'm Addressing You

Yea, each one teach one, yeah I'm back around
I don't need to take this serious to kick ass you know what I mean?
I heard what you said
Let's talk

I swear they don't make them like me, nah
Fuck what you say, you should show that you get it like me, bruh
I mean in my city, those rappers ain't nothin to me, ma
I do what I want when I want, what it means to be free, I
Don't engage in no dummy shit
Pity those weaker than me, God
I just don't give a damn and these bitches keep piling on me, why
Cause I'm stating the facts and they feelings ain't nothin to me, ha
I pity the fool that has to feel the petty from me
Still think that you're better than me, lets see
I go full mode and I'm never on E
Drop that fire I'm never off beat
And I want that smoke every time that I speak
I don't need my crew, nah it's just me
Been gone for awhile, now lets just see
When I'm look up top, oh it's still me
And I might do a dance like I'm C. Breezy
I would let y'all slide but it's too easy
Boy die die die
King of the hill laying down with a sniper aimed right at your head and it's bye bye bye
Just like birds I'm a let these fly while the people outside tell you I'm a nice guy
Picture me scared of theses cats, pussy's always tryna front with they gawd damn lies
I cannot stop with the words, I cant help it
My number keep going like gawd damn pi

Stop all your shuckin' and jivin'
It's you I'm addressing bitch
I cannot deal with the wining and crying
It's you I'm addressing bitch
All in my timeline, all in my comments
It's you I'm addressing bitch
All in my mentions all in my Dm's
It's you I'm addressing bitch

Please stop you're making me laugh
Half of these rappers is trash
I'm in my chick and I'm having a blast
Still you'll be kissing my ass
Might see me swerve I ain't gonna crash
Premium gnac, put that in my glass
I can already tell that you ain't gonna last
Cant copy my sheet when your not in my class
You still broke nigga? Wassup with you?
I heard that your crew don't fuck with you
I heard that my bro took your bitch
And you still went begging for her back, yo wassup with up?
I guess you didn't think I'd come back around
Things get quiet when I'm back in town
Little peasants they cant fuck around
Anytime anywhere, I got loaded rounds
My conditioning's up I got many rounds
I got plenty so many too many sounds
It's a circus, so many too many clowns
Time to bring out the chopper and feed the hounds
I see blood on the wall
Blood on the leaves, blood on the ground
Turn your smile to a frown buddy
Cause it's all money when I'm done put your ego down

Stop all that shuckin' and jivin'
It's you I'm addressing bitch
I cannot deal with the wining and crying
It's you I'm addressing bitch
All in my timeline, all in my comments
It's you I'm addressing bitch
All in my mentions all in my Dm's
It's you I'm addressing bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Jaymes Mentor
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