Uh

Patty gave me a beat

I said bon′ appetiteThere's only one way out in this world

I don′t plan to meet

My maker

Got no time for no fakers

And that includes all the traitors

Who told me on paper

That I would make it

That nobody's greater

Now I'm on a throne

You just a waiter

Fuck with me and your

Lights out like a breaker

I′m pullin it and I′m pullin ya bitch

Hop out the coupe

Shoot my shot or pitch

You said that you like it

But then went head and snitched

Didn't know you was gon′ treat me like six

Fuck shooting my shot now

I'm grabbin my six

And I won′t hesitate

To meet you at 8, with my squad, 12 gats

And aim at your bitch

Now this ain't personal

I got you nervous though

You shakin why you listenin

Might as well be dead hoe

This aye rehearseal (Get it?)

And I own this whole show

My thyroids buggin

But I can still make a whore moan

French kiss in the morning

Like Bon Giourno

That′s enough, that's enough

I taught you a lesson

Now just fasten up

I gave you a chance now just keep it shut

I love the single life, all the freedom and sluts

But is it as great as the media picks up

You gotta worry bout chlymedia and shit

Then your all in the news like Anderson

Bitch, Pamela, yeah, we talking bout you

I know you got that on the set of that Bay Watch shit too

Should've known that the bouy′s were a boobie

Trap too

Like when you fall for bait

And then I′m aimin at you

Last thing you wanna hear said to you

Is I was writing a line when I thought about you

Cause if I write on a paper

I rip it off then I chew!

(Poo!)

Your career means nothin to me

Fact you went platinum means nothing to me

I've been this fuckin crazy since the age of

16

Now I matured, know my wrongings

But I′ll still take shots at your spleen

With a steel

You'd play dead, the way I appear on the scene

What the fucks up with the industry

Nick Cannon think he legend

He dissin M16

Juice WRLD just passed man R-I-P

You was on the come up

R-I-P Prodigy

And they still milk triple X′s legacy

It's a shame to me

This is how it has to be

And to my boy D-iaz

Donovyn, they just gon′ have to wait and see

Cause this next album will even get the haters on their feet

And that's the truth

Cause God knows

I always snap when I'm in the booth

You say I′m bad, why you lyin

Motherfucker, you just bout to break a tooth

Take it past rap, I′ll grab JAG and then Poof

Kid and them aliens

Gonna make your soul float straight to the sky-

And pop like balloons

And I wish that one day, I upgrade

From Blue Buzz Interviews

To LL Cool J

Sit down with Sway

And talk to him bout the game

And these bitches inclass

Who turns on my music

Starts callin me trash

I promise in a few years they'll look back and rehash

Come to my shows, so they can all kiss my ass

Middle fingers up, scream fuck you and dash

And to all these motherfuckers

I′ll be back

Yeah, you don't like the sound of that