These scary ass niggas call em halloween
Either you real or you fake ain't no in between
Hip hop that's me let me intervene
I ain't tripping off the clout or being on the scene
Cause we going kill them with success feb the best
I ain't holding shit in getting it off my chest
I'm tired of niggas taking my music for granted
When every other rapper sound the same or being standard listen
You got one more time
To be cut throat and try to steal my shine
Whole city full of crabs getting caught up doing crime
They need to free my nigga jee and all the real doing time yes
My bitch proud of what her momma gave her
Big mouth she go low like a denominator
I'm tired of looking out and nobody returns the favor
I'm steady adding every thing on my calculator
Let's take it back like black rob
Early 2000s when niggas was twisting door knobs
Always want to critique but nobody wanna help do the job
Niggas always bluffing and talking shit just like one eye rob
I know you not going do it I know you not going pull the trigger
The only thing you pull is these bitches that's f*cking for swishers
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These scary ass niggas call em halloween
Either you real or you fake ain't no in between
Hip hop that's me let me intervene
I ain't tripping off the clout or being on the scene
Cause we going kill them with success feb the best
I ain't holding shit in getting it off my chest
I'm tired of niggas taking my music for granted
When every other rapper sound the same or being standard listen
You got one more time
To be cut throat and try to steal my shine
Whole city full of crabs getting caught up doing crime
They need to free my nigga jee and all the real doing time yes
My bitch proud of what her momma gave her
Big mouth she go low like a denominator
I'm tired of looking out and nobody returns the favor
I'm steady adding every thing on my calculator
Let's take it back like black rob
Early 2000s when niggas was twisting door knobs
Always want to critique but nobody wanna help do the job
Niggas always bluffing and talking shit just like one eye rob
I know you not going do it I know you not going pull the trigger
The only thing you pull is these bitches that's f*cking for swishers
Either you real or you fake ain't no in between
Hip hop that's me let me intervene
I ain't tripping off the clout or being on the scene
Cause we going kill them with success feb the best
I ain't holding shit in getting it off my chest
I'm tired of niggas taking my music for granted
When every other rapper sound the same or being standard listen
You got one more time
To be cut throat and try to steal my shine
Whole city full of crabs getting caught up doing crime
They need to free my nigga jee and all the real doing time yes
My bitch proud of what her momma gave her
Big mouth she go low like a denominator
I'm tired of looking out and nobody returns the favor
I'm steady adding every thing on my calculator
Let's take it back like black rob
Early 2000s when niggas was twisting door knobs
Always want to critique but nobody wanna help do the job
Niggas always bluffing and talking shit just like one eye rob
I know you not going do it I know you not going pull the trigger
The only thing you pull is these bitches that's f*cking for swishers
Writer: Gary Harrison
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