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Bro you was a b****, like why you was flexin’ and s***, Claimin’ you the realest, but you ain’t built for this mix, Talkin’ loud, but your heart ain’t in the fight, Catch you slippin’ in the dark, yeah, you know that’s on sight. Don’t run, don’t trip, I’m loaded with a new blick, Hit you with precision, make you feel that cold kick, You was actin’ tough, but we know it’s all cap, When the pressure’s on, watch you fold like a map. Hatin’ on my grind, but I rise like the sun, You was playin’ games, now it’s time to get done, Keep that energy, I’m always on my hustle, While you play the victim, I’m flexin’ my muscle. Got a crew behind me, yeah, we ready to ride, You was in the shadows, now you runnin’ to hide, Talkin’ all that mess, but you ain't got the guts, I’m the one they fear, while you just talkin’ tough. or