Pull up with some bullets if you think you I'm in your range
The truth between us is I never thought of you as gang
The only fucking handle that you grip is in your game
Who the fuck you really saying that a king? Boy don't make me leave a record on your name
Here's an old backstory of a little kid
A man named Braylin, trapping in his basement
Recorded songs with me til he went and sent a diss
Then I got his whole popping ass page deleted
Now you know that that was 2021 before I started being good
'fore I started grinding with the beats and saving up
Before little old virgo started acting tough
All to cover up the fact that he's a pussy from the hood
Say we "Virgo twins", I say you a fucking dweeb
You'd hit me up instead of dissing if you fucked with me
Since you wanna imitate a legend, while you claim you heat
How about you get a fucking job and stop complaining please
Say i'm clout chasing all because I spit with ease
You in my insta needing plays and begging bots for streams
I hold all of my statistics on my page proudly
You split your songs to different pages, try to get around me
I'm not rapping like it's you and me, I'm sorry but ya
Need to get it through your mind, that I got shit to do that ain't involving me and you
I want a fucking list of evidence that you collected for the things you say as proof

And if you were my friend then you'd care about the shit I'm tryna to say to you
You think we buddy-buddy but that shit ain't an excuse
You knowing who the fuck you talking to, like I said in that song
It ain't a threat, it's just the truth
And bringing Blake into this drama was really mature of you
Sha hit 20 not adult, but still way more mature than you
And you on the road to reach the age of 22
Chronically online and chasing drama if it hits with you
Making fun of my identity with gay jokes?
That's a line I didn't think that you would rap bro
My trauma from that shit relive with me from generations but laugh bro
How would that go down if I was making mom and dad jokes?
Say I'm pussy, dumb, retarded, what the fuck you want?
Back up off me little chump,
Concentration camps in Russia, slaving like it's WW1
WW2, Fighting with my family, and you ain't fighting for no bitches 
Get the fuck up out my business
This the last time that I'll mention you
I got progress in my raps to make, and you stay stuck with shitty moves
You ain't ever had no shit like I had, pussy say the truth
Say that you a privileged man, living with transparence
While my people just like me in Russia praying for they parents
While my momma texted me the other day bout my appearance
Heard her call some kid a fag the other day, while you too arrogant
Doing shit for likes, shit for clout, say my name then bitch should say it twice
Fore you cross a line you need to get this shit straight through your mind
We all depressed and you not fucking different
And Blake in BHG my fucking brother, I'll see you when I'm with him in our next family visit

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