50 Got dents

Yo, 50 in the club, thinkin' he's the king, But I see through the hype, man, you lost your bling, Used to run the game, now you just a meme, Chasin’ shadows of a past, livin' off a dream. You flexin’ with the crew, but they ain't really down, Just a bunch of yes-men, circlin' like a clown, Talkin’ 'bout the hustle, but where’s your grind? Can't buy respect, boy, you runnin' outta time. (Verse 2) You dropped some hits, but your flow's gettin' stale, Tryna ride the wave, but you set your own sail, Curtis, please, your relevance is slippin’, In a club full of real, you just frontin’ and trippin’. I’m the new wave, while you drown in the past, Your 15 minutes up, this diss gonna blast, So step aside, man, let the real ones shine, In the club, it's my time, and you just outta line.