bitches be hatin

(Verse 1) Bitches hatin' like they bigger than me, But in this game, I'm the king, can't you see? Throwin' shade from the sidelines, talkin' petty, While I'm stackin' bars, keepin' my vision heavy. They whisper rumors, thinkin' they can break me, But I rise from the ashes, like a phoenix, make me. Dark thoughts twistin' in my mind like a serpent, Got a hunger for the throne, ain't no one more certain. (Verse 2) Enemies lurkin', they just fuelin' my fire, I spit venomous lines, take 'em higher and higher. I’m the shadow in the night, call me the reaper, While they playin' checkers, I’m the chessboard keeper. Countin' all my blessings, while they countin' my flaws, But I'm breakin' down walls, got no time for applause. Haters can’t phase me, I’m built for the grind, In a world full of fakes, I’m the one they can’t find. or (Verse 1) Bitches hatin' like they bigger than me, Stirrin' up the shadows, yeah, they sick of the spree. Whispers in the alley, plotting under the street, But I’m the ghost in the night, can’t handle the heat. Pawns in my game, they think they can play, But I’m the king in this chess, watch 'em all fade away. Dark thoughts swirl, like a storm in my mind, Got demons in my corner, but I’m never confined. They throwin’ shade, but I’m baskin’ in the glow, Runnin’ through the fire, watch me steal the show. Every word’s a dagger, cuttin’ deep with precision, In this lyrical war, I’m the one on a mission. Eyes on the prize, while they’re lost in the mist, Tryna climb to the top, but they don’t exist. I’m the voice of the struggle, the rage, and the pain, In this dark symphony, I’m the one they can’t tame. or (Verse 1) Step into my arena, I’m the lyrical beast, With words sharper than knives, I’m the king, you’re the feast, I’ll bury you deep, six feet in this game, Your rhymes are a whisper, mine’s a roaring flame. Got a mind like a weapon, I’m aiming for the throne, Every line that I spit, it cuts to the bone, You think you can compete? Man, that’s a joke, I’ll dismantle your pride with every word that I spoke. (Verse 2) I’m a surgeon with syllables, dissecting your dreams, While you’re lost in the shadows, I’m bursting at the seams, Raw like the street, where the truth comes alive, I’m the voice of the struggle, the reason you strive. So watch as I rise, while you’re stuck in the past, I’m the storm that’s approaching, you won’t outlast, I’ll bury you deep, in the grave of your doubt, A lyrical genius, no question, no clout. or