Foolish (feat. DMX)

I know I may sound foolish You may not understand (Not At All) Cats keep talking bout (ME) Keep running they mouth about (ME) When they don't know nothing bout (ME) I've been given a second chance, so respect the stance You plan to go reckless, and you make reckless plans Show respect, and we can dance, bitch ass nigga Motherfuck you and your mans, we can do it with the hands Fuck I need a gun for, I done fucked a lot of bitches already, so when it come to pussy, you just one more Hit him with the 1-4, what's that? That's when you knowing niggas a bitch and he still get the gun You like what for? Really? You want more Come through then click click boom, click click boom, take off the front door Brains on the wall like paint, cause I don't need to know what it is, long as I know what it ain't Ain't a fucking thing fake about me The devil's spent so much time ruining my life, what would the snake do without me? Keep running your fucking mouth, we'll see what happens to niggas that keep running they fucking mouth Then get knocked the fuck out, nigga Cats keep talking bout me Keep running they mouth about me When they don't know nothing bout me What they know about? A drought made I'm still tryna get my orders out They say they the kingpin, why they playing with my older route? Black mini van, I'm just tryna keep the odor out Million dollar drop, I'm stash house shopping You know me, I got the trap back popping They want war, until their shit get shot up Till they get blackballed, then they run dry on product God forgive me, I'm haunted by my sins I ball in my sleep, they want me locked up with my friends New Gucci frames, I put rocks around the lenses I pull up to my show, and hop out of my Benz You know me, OG with the work and all Brown bag full of cash, Imma burn it all Shopping cart full of rubber bands Yeah I re-up when the money lands Cats keep talking bout me Keep running they mouth about me When they don't know nothing bout me How you jealous when you made the wrong choices? Watch the world fall apart, when I sleep I hear voices Tryna downplay the vision, all the hate is just poison Guess I gotta go to war, I try my best to avoid it And competition ain't something that I'm thinking bout While I'm out living, doing everything I dreamed about You need something else to speak about? Where your work go? I pulled up, and I cleaned them out Thousand lighters, Imma need some more bags I heard your product just sits on the shelf and goes bad Man someone put a pistol in his mouth I'm tired of this clown, set fire to his house Pillow talking with a bitch, that's what a bitch do I'm outside in a pandemic, making big moves I heard you crying about the looting, I got hit too Someone put cement in his shoes, and make him fish food Cats keep talking bout me Keep running they mouth about me When they don't know nothing bout me