[verse 1] |
got love for everyone in the business |
but everyone in my business |
tell me how should i talk when everyone is a witness |
and every slur out your mouth can turn into someones sentence |
that turns into something later, that turns into something vicious |
and vicious niggas is after your time, turn to your switches |
your friends swervin your bitches and then burin your bridges |
you stuck and severed in thoughts, of when its all gonna end |
when the еnd is harder than thoughts |
or when it starts, it begins |
nobody wins whеn the family feud |
or when the family news turns into something no one from the family choose |
or when you plan to choose that its a dub for the feat |
when they playin their move |
when the plans change and you plan to [?], pannin the views |
and these r&b singer women, you called all your friends choose |
kehlani hops on the news like it was something to prove |
like me and her wasnt cool when i was friends with you for six years |
plus, plus the crew and we can google picture proof |
got my phone number too, you coulda called me |
but you movin like we aint even crew, would you not rather hear my views? |
we used to phone talk late about exes and all our pools |
i held your newborn in my arms, tell me how we arent cool |
instead, you went to twitter shaderoom to focus on your views |
you was the quickest one to take me off records and set the mood |
and you got these little garbage artist talkin like they takin me off something |
thats gon harm me, your label paid me already dude |
but kk, back to you, let me tell you whos |
how to move, this is what you do |
if you wanna take that stance, then thats cool |
but we gon do this with some rules |
ayy, jojo, i need you to take notes too |
dont take me off the deluxe album that no one gives a fuck about |
take me off the original too |
cause when im scrollin through this spotify playlist |
see me my name both in yall top five pages |
it just feels a little unsincere, hmm? |
or maybe i refuse, am i trippin and confused? |
yall could have took me off the album but have still have yet to do? |
nah, maybe its the truth |
got the numbers and the proof |
cause with both of yall combined, i gave yall forty million views |
i cant lose |
what do you do when your friends lookin at you sideways? |
i cant even tell em what happened because of my case |
you cant even trust in nobody cause they might try face |
all the gs tellin you, og, this isnt my day |
yall can double hurt me but im fueled by god |
tellin love and mercy, devil tryna work me |
but i pop up in the scene, chocolate cart, color hershey |
its some niggas that i led money to that never imbursed me |
[pre-chorus] |
i had many visions of this time, made decisions for the prime |
future thinkin how im speakin on the past like, "where the time?" |
once upon a time, was just a kid that lent a rhyme |
now the fame is bittersweet, i take the cake that come with mine, tory |
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[chorus] |
is it worth it? |
when everything thats bittersweet isnt perfect |
luck can be on the surface |
and i can see the greatest go away |
i never meant to break your heart |
(i never meant to break your heart, no) |
i never meant to break your heart, no |
look |
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[verse 2] |
i know im swingin with the excalibur sword, calibers in the draw |
caught me a brand new color and the calendars lookin for him |
my balance fully attended, some [?] |
my [?], my shower is like the falls |
im serious |
mia, must never beef with my peers |
when niggas careers like the game with the seat with the chairs |
when the music goes off and youre left sittin, seein whose there |
yeah, niggas dont even compare |
it hurt to say them words about roc [?] management |
this jigga whole career, ive been a fan of it |
and im pissed about how these niggas handle it |
i worked for this for years |
and outta nowhere, here comes jill tryna smear campaign and damage it |
like she hit me with, "oh well" |
but i know this so well |
im colder than a polar bear, [?] in my hotel |
got thick strippers gettin motor boated in a motel |
made videos and tmz would paid me just to go sell |
i dont like to do this, yall just act like i aint human |
been two months and seein me on memes and i aint suppose to do shit? |
oh, i get it, yall think im stupid |
im supposed to lose to these lies |
tellin rumors and sellin niggas that feudin |
talkin to goat, never with they chest but all with their throat |
it like you can only trust these niggas as far as you throw |
as far as it goes, to check cards in your wallet |
cause soul still got these bitches tryna sallow me whole |
you know me, shawty said i cant be cancelled cause im far too handsome |
i hopped out that yellow lamb, my man start a tantrum |
the bands fallin over me just like a starvin dancer |
but take that up with the man who decide to harness answers |
i know god got me, i know god got me |
the call frame is two lanes, its a wide body |
she rather fuck me in a braid but tryna side eye me |
the flower city niggas with me, homie, why try me? |
[?] on the weed, still on the speed |
watch critics create me with zero chill on my feed |
they never expected me to react actually |
but fuck it, thats that nigga, im back to bein me |
but i wonder if well talk again |
wonder if well run up on [?] at 9:00 at night and take that walk again |
even if you dont, i still consider you my friend |
and the greater than it came, still bigger than it is |
in my darkest days, sittin at the pilla, countin scrilla |
[?], jacket like tony at the villa |
not only that im richer than these fuck ass rap niggas, im realer |
and im down to put that work in until you fill em |
[pre-chorus] |
shotta had many visions of this time,made decisions for the prime |
future thinkin how im speakin on the past like, "where the time?" |
once upon a time, was just a kid that lent a rhyme |
now the fame is bittersweet, i take the cake that come with mine, tory |
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[chorus] |
is it worth it? |
when everything thats bittersweet isnt perfect |
luck can be on the surface |
and i can see the greatest flow away |
i never meant to break your heart |
(i never meant to break your heart, no) |
i never meant to break your heart, no |
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[outro] |
yo, why yuh come disrespect up mon? |
oonuh caan jus dance? |