fuck a sneak diss
(Intro) Ayy Fuck all that sneak dissin’ If it’s pressure you want, then say that shit loud (Verse 1) You a broke-ass clown with a Wi-Fi mouth Talk reckless online, never outside though I’ve seen tougher mfs workin’ drive-thrus You ain’t gang, you just lost with an attitude Quit cappin’ like your name got weight Whole city know your ass been fake You got one weak song and a thousand excuses I touch the mic and turn rappers to corpses Bitch, I’m too ruthless, too cold, too raw You fold under pressure, I feed off war You act hard but your eyes tell fear One call and your whole damn crew disappear You ain’t built for beef, you built for likes Type tough all day, get silent at night I could end your whole image with one damn verse Have your friends wearin’ black by the end of the first (Hook) Fuck your hype, fuck your chain, fuck your name Everything you drop sound weak and the same I don’t gotta lie, I don’t gotta pretend You ain’t got shooters, you ain’t got friends Big mouth mf, but your spine real weak Turn a tough guy quiet when we finally meet You a copy-paste rapper with a fake-ass grind I’m the type leave your whole self-esteem behind (Verse 2) I’m what happens when rage finally gets a beat You what happens when a lame gets social reach You ain’t savage, you just loud and insecure I bring pain every time I walk through the door Everybody around you gas you up ‘cause they pity you Truth is nobody in your circle really feelin’ you Your own boys laugh when you leave the room That fake king shit? Yeah, we see through you I say names and careers start shakin’ You say my name for attention and clickbaitin’ Difference is I really stand on what I speak You throw shots then hide for weeks (Outro) Next time you mention me, watch your tone Before your whole damn ego get stepped on.
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(Intro) Ayy Fuck all that sneak dissin’ If it’s pressure you want, then say that shit loud (Verse 1) You a broke-ass clown with a Wi-Fi mouth Talk reckless online, never outside though I’ve seen tougher mfs workin’ drive-thrus You ain’t gang, you just lost with an attitude Quit cappin’ like your name got weight Whole city know your ass been fake You got one weak song and a thousand excuses I touch the mic and turn rappers to corpses Bitch, I’m too ruthless, too cold, too raw You fold under pressure, I feed off war You act hard but your eyes tell fear One call and your whole damn crew disappear You ain’t built for beef, you built for likes Type tough all day, get silent at night I could end your whole image with one damn verse Have your friends wearin’ black by the end of the first (Hook) Fuck your hype, fuck your chain, fuck your name Everything you drop sound weak and the same I don’t gotta lie, I don’t gotta pretend You ain’t got shooters, you ain’t got friends Big mouth mf, but your spine real weak Turn a tough guy quiet when we finally meet You a copy-paste rapper with a fake-ass grind I’m the type leave your whole self-esteem behind (Verse 2) I’m what happens when rage finally gets a beat You what happens when a lame gets social reach You ain’t savage, you just loud and insecure I bring pain every time I walk through the door Everybody around you gas you up ‘cause they pity you Truth is nobody in your circle really feelin’ you Your own boys laugh when you leave the room That fake king shit? Yeah, we see through you I say names and careers start shakin’ You say my name for attention and clickbaitin’ Difference is I really stand on what I speak You throw shots then hide for weeks (Outro) Next time you mention me, watch your tone Before your whole damn ego get stepped on.