1900Rugrat - Intro Lyrics

He been dissin' me for clout, his career still ain't come back yet
Seventy five M's on one tape, bitch, where my plaque at?
I don't like to diss often, I don't make no rap threats
I'd rather show 'em good and well before I act bad
.45 in my book bag, that was back in math class
Used to cheat on all the pretty girls 'cause I was bad at math
Used to cheat on all the pretty girls 'cause one had did me bad
I'm the hood Bieber, servin' baby like somebody dad
I call lil' bro tell him make sure I ain't on speakerphone (hello)
Nowadays they only call my cell when they need a loan (what you need?)
Missin' calls from 3 I'm on the PJ, tryna tell him speed home
Made a song 'bout shootin' schools up and that's what put my people on
Uh, it's crazy, ain't it? I look good with paper, ain't it?
On that stage feel like the whole world in my favor, ain't it?
I beat the odds, no one around here made it
They supposed to hate
19 keep that that 19 on 'em
Make your dumb ass face the pavement
Blood snitched on his zone cousin, that right there a family statement
Jake all in my phone, going troll, talm 'bout why he gravy
Don't ask me why I wet 'em up, this dirty Glock ain't never bathing
Keep a cane near but I ain't never been a raisin
Ain't let the fame change me, I don't even be actin' famous
7-6-2 pop out of the mic on Drake and leave ya brainless
Your brother died, he ain't even do nothin' but cry, we ain't on the same shit
Huh, huh, yeah, huh
We ain't on the same time
Two watches on, them bitches don't even got the same time
Thirty shots up in this four-five, the Glock got hangtime
You can see this bitch just poke out and they still don't pat me down
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Your bitch can lie all she want and that ho still gettin' passed around
Uh, yeah, huh, huh, huh
And we ain't sparin' nothin', catch lil' bro, he gettin' smacked around