Fed Up

Feeling like I'm top five Aye, yeah Look, I know I'm top five This gon' make the block ride Caught him on the back street Gotta tell him "Bye bye" They don't want no beef No this isn't Five Guys Yeah, I'm coming for the chicken I ain't talking Popeyes White girls, black girls We don't do apartheid I was working part-time Tell 'em "Pardon my grind" Just a light skin boy coming from the dark side Always talking that real, go and check the archives Aye, get it how you live it NY on the fitted, you be telling 'em who did it I be going crazy with it, I should be committed I know that they jocking me. they never gon' admit it I'm fired up, no it's not tied up We winning I got more bars then a life sentence Y'all got bars with the ones you not penning Take it as a diss if you listen and offended Yeah, that's to all if you offended Jay invented swag, and the swag I reinvented Acting like you fly but you just a flight attendant Me, I am the pilot Shoutout to my stylist I'm fed up Me, I usually keep it chill, but I'm fed up I was tryna bite my tongue, but I'm fed up I don't ever get bitter, just better Just better They say it's dope when I hold it I get the mic and control it They see I'm steady and focused I put my city on shoulders We been the furthest from sober He got the blunt and the soda If someone get in my way I'ma go run him over Ran him over in the uber, ain't no drunk driving, uh Uber XL let the shawties pile in, uh Shawty like my style I let her smash my stylist Boy, I got the drip, can't find it California coast for the weekend Let the party begin Animals smoking all these botanicals Eating other rappers, they acting like I'm a cannibal Like Hannibal Silence of the lambo I'm Rambo Who sounding like, this lotta carbon copies I'm killing the game, call me Jon Gotti They'll be gone in a year let's stop pretending That go out to everyone if you got offended Yeah, that's to all if you offended Jay invented swag, and the swag I reinvented Acting like you fly, but you just a flight attendant Me, I am the pilot Shoutout to my stylist I'm fed up Me, I usually keep it chill, but I'm fed up I was tryna bite my tongue, but I'm fed up I don't ever get bitter just better Just better