[oct. 29, 2024]

prod. angéliqka

fuck the nigga that tried to impersonate me and scam niggas.

lyrics: 

fix your posture
touch some grass
you look pathetic
tryna scam my homies
get a fuckin' job
if yo ass was homeless, I would die laughin'
don't know why you tried me, nigga
copied all my shit and then you blocked me
fuckin' pussy
couldn't even get the music feature put up on the bio, nigga
popped up out the blue, you out here talkin' 'bout a iPhone nigga
bitch, I got an Android
you prolly knew I'd press you
if I caught yo ass in public, you'd prolly see a fist balled up coming at you like this Metroid
my homies ain't dumb, nigga
they caught onto your bullshit, then you blocked 'em, you bum nigga
go get your fuckin' money up
you need to go get a job nigga
you gonna need some help if I pop out and get you doxxed nigga 
out here tryna b me, get a fuckin' life
get a fuckin' life, ya bitch

TRYNA B ME (THROWAWAY)

YEAR TWENTY

YESTERDAY

SMILE FEAT. LUNO INDIGO

PROD. FIBRR

there's no one to trust
cuz they're bums like you
please step away from my area
I ain't gon sit and deny yo talent
outside that, I ain't feeling ya
we cliqued up better than whatever you got
if you ain't with us, we ain't hearing ya

still making them weird ass moves
how you gon block us then start throwing some shots?
hopped on the mic still whining 'bout "weakness"
boy, we ain't giving you props
especially me, you're talking about stressing about art?
I'm stressin' bout that and the pay
ain't as locked in as a nigga once was
imma drop this shit and go on with my day

V.V.D., ol corny ass shit
you doom yourself when you act like a bitch
you gon know if I'm talking about you
you sitting here chatting like you scared of that shit

this star ain't the brightest
I'm not gonna lie, I always hated yo name lowkey
you need to stop tryna rap so fast
ain't got shit to prove, lil nigga, just breathe
can't mesh with a nigga that move real weird like C.O.D
why do you call us fake after what yo mark ass did?
that's fucked up, B
claiming smoke with a nigga then pull a 180
talking 'bout peace, scared to get yo ass beat
lost all of your homies in 4 damn months
shit, that couldn't be me

all of them groups didn't want yo ass
you only got in cuz of Mani's persuasion
and the same niggas in yo group
saying they don't fw yo ass on occasion

this nigga talked about SA, fabricating stories on a family front
but lemme say some shit 'bout a dead friend
got a scrawny white bitch all in my shit tryna front

mmh, don't know why yo ass keep trying
it's the same ol' shit, got nothing but time
like Mani said, just be quiet
keep singing bout being the victim
it don't make sense, but I'll leave you to it
cried wolf 'bout your "friends," don't say how we left or else it'll make you look stupid

You flesh and blood like us, leave all of that ego shit at the goddamn door
you wanted the noose or the gun in a year?
I'm cheefin' a blunt when you drop to the floor

PROD. INSPECTAH K

I woulda had you on this song but you a dickhead
you bit the hand that fed you, boy, you mauled it, guess you're well fed
actin' high and mighty, man, the shit just very cringe to me
your egotistic, self-destructive methods ain't that new to me

I'm sick and tired of all these posers and pussies
walking contradictions, benignant niggas posing as bullies
you as soft as the bear's asses on the Charmin commercials
motivated, no Vergil, on the spot, don't need a rehearsal
the more you act out, the more niggas gon pop out your circle
you one with God now?
his first mistake was making you verbal
even Romani saw through yo shit, nigga stop it
the so-called "conscious rapper" let a cracker make you think you something but you're not it

let's switch the topic
you made a whole song tryna copy "U" and still continue to be virulent, where's your logic?
apologies stay counterfeit, you say that egos shouldn't exist
I guess the jokes write themselves, cuz yours is toxic

acting fake deep, the right message, but wrong one to be talkin'
using Kama's name for profit less gain, you just steady gawkin
"would trade all of you for Kama, can't proud of you niggas"
all that corny shit in my vision, I ain't sad for you, nigga

YOU'RE JUST MISERABLE COMPANY

PROD. JUNO

subject hard to approach 
some resentment encroached and forced my hand to do what I do the most
I tried to talk to you like you were decent
but that white boy in your ear got you actin' hella ignorant as of recent
you blaming all your actions on your mother
used your age to duck for cover
it don't work, bitch, you might as well be Xdium's brother
I dun said the shit before many times, and I hate repeating shit
You talk behind my back, but act like Dory when I pressed yo shit

you got some issues, you use them as a crutch 
can't trust a word that you say, cuz you be cappin' too much
said suicide at 19 or is that just a bluff?
can't fucking stand you and I can't stress that shit enough
all that bullshit you be spouting gon get yo ass touched
you'll be doin' shows with Kama, so that shouldn't suck
got little time so I'm meticulous 
you said I was a hypocrite?
boy look at you, the shit's fucking ridiculous 

you got defensive when I called you Kendrick
all of a sudden, you used his lines on the offensive
cut the shit and stop deflecting
cut that ego while you're at it, you're no better than the niggas you're adjacent to
no crown up on your head
you're no messiah, just a nigga with no job, no car, and issues that's hereditary
you all bark and no bite, bitch, don't you twist your lips with words that may sound scary
and all your homies jaded from your shit like a movie from Tyler Perry, bitch

BLURRY ARCHIVE

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