gentry diss

(Verse 1) Yo, Gentry, you flexin’ like you’re heavyweight champ, But every time you step, man, the ground starts to damp, Talkin' big game, but you just a soft shell, Scale’s like a mirror, truth hurts, can’t you tell? Got your ego inflated, but your cardio’s weak, I’m spittin’ facts here, bro, ain’t no need to critique, You’re livin’ in denial, thinkin’ you’re the king, But when it comes to that hustle, you ain’t doin’ a thing. (Verse 2) Yeah, you claim you’re buff, but let’s break it down, Your “muscle” is just flab, man, you wearin’ a crown, Of crumbs and excuses, while I’m grindin’ for goals, You’re sittin’ on the couch, snackin’ chips, lose control, You say you run the game, but you barely jog, While I’m spittin’ fire, you’re just a lazy fog, I’m the one with the drive, you just rollin' in place, Gentry, look in the mirror, man, can’t you see your face? (Verse 3) So here’s the final blow, let’s wrap this up tight, You talk a big game, but can’t put up a fight, Fat jokes aside, it’s your spirit that’s weak, Claimin’ you’re the best, but you ain’t even unique, Got the weight of your words, but they’re heavy on lies, You’re a shadow of a brother, just a mask in disguise, Cooked you in this track, now the truth’s in the air, Gentry, step it up, or just stay unaware.