Keep on starting problems man these niggas must be bored son Said you wanted war the Lord done brought it to your door son I don’t got no enemies I move like I’m thorfinn But God he keep track and trust he’s evening the score son You can’t handle him barely putting pressure on you Please don’t make me go and ask him to apply some more son U should let him change you Kinda like some morphin Cause Ian tryna see your heart drop to the floor son Me and him the big dawgs That right there is big facts Please don’t make him have you bow down on one knee for my respect He be moving like he big ak Really you a peasant let me show you how a king act Label offer deals tell em go and send that bitch back I done made so many hits on so many different beats When they ask me what music I make I tell mismatch This year I’m going big plat Ion fw niggas Ian with the fake shit I’ll tell a nigga to his face he a snake bitch Went and chose your side Now you wish you would’ve stayed bitch Cause I be on the game but I’m not no one to play with Pretty bitches want me I am not no one to lay with I’m really too focused to be chilling with a lame bitch That right there the difference me and you is not the same bitch Ain’t been through the same shit but trust I got some pain bitch Your so fucking slow You don’t know all this cause you mess with me Nowadays yall gotta jump through hoops just to message me I be in the Stu with the Lord that’s the recipe I got too much sauce it aint a nigga out here cheffing me Really I’m the best so ain’t nobody gon be beating me Lord gave me a throne and you gon watch me as he seating me Just for all the times that you never could believe in me Beefing with yourself ion think you wanna beef with me Go pick up a bible you can come if you gon preach with me If not Ian gon pick up you try to reach for me I done learned so much it ain’t no point to have you teaching me Niggas talk down gon be the first one who beseeching me Really I just started ain’t no way you gon be ceasing me And if I’m being honest I’m really Not even to sure what even really made you mad You going against me like the Celtics vs the Mavs Only really had you one good game on me But ever other really made me laugh If life is a race than just know I got you lapped You could still win if you started in the back Way a nigga move I got my family on my back Generation curses I’m just breaking them in half Really im kyrie if we tryna compare Bank accounts Allow me to explain that means I got a deeper bag Got so many bullets just ain’t emptying in the mag You say I’m your son but I look more like I’m your dad Don’t care what you think your situation looking bad If I’m being honest ts kinda looking sad Gotten to the point that I aint even tryna brag I’d be lying if I said Ian wanted to a tad I think that it’s funny yall say I should go to therapy Hitting everybody ain’t no body getting spared from me All glory to God he’s the one who showed the truth I don’t gotta care about nobody who ain’t care for me I’m a war general nobody could prepare for me
Sono sensazioni ritmiche , il pensare sempre a spingere, non ci provare manco a fingere, che questa vita è shit e quasta roba non mi quadra, sono pieno prendo scquadra prendo campo, prendo il largo e cerco il marcio, bevo tanto e parlo mismo con tigo, mi ci rivedo con tigo anche se siamo differenti, avrei preso cento fette eppure tara ra ra ra
@@maynemayne24 He aint lying, i dont think im able to write to this one but im loving the sound, unique as hell man im telling you you are one of the best ive heard and deserve so much more recognition, only 158 subs is criminal lol
