Lyrics

Yuh I got no mercy for the weak I kill 'em all, it's RIP To all my enemies yeah they been dead to me Leveling up while they turn into casualties Sharpen my blade if you really wanna act cute Now you're all mad 'cause I passed you Everyone's got opinions If you're not with the team I'm like "who asked you?" Copy the moves see 'em cloning my strategy But it won't work and I swear it's so sad to me This game looks like nothing but tragedies Plotting on me but there's no overlapping me Yeah, I've been a loner but I might fill stages Haters get broker but I can't change it Don't look at me when your tape ain't playing It's not my fault you don't fit on the A-list Young Josh A will body a beat If I make a move they copying me Who knew they'd bite so obviously Bite me then hate me so ominously All of my M's independent like Van Halen riders That's like 10 for the ones with a buyer Coulda' stopped at LV but I'm on fire Yeah They thought I was done with the rap but I'm just getting started They lookin' at me I know they see a target But I know they'll never get close to my artistry Guys be nice they're trying their hardest It's so pitiful seeing the minimal trying to make single commas divisible So forgettable, those subliminals, sounding like that's at the top of their pinnacle Yuh I got no mercy for the weak I kill 'em all, it's RIP To all my enemies yeah they been dead to me Leveling up while they turn into casualties Sharpen my blade if you really wanna act cute Now you're all mad 'cause I passed you Everyone's got opinions If you're not with the team I'm like, "who asked you?" Copy the moves see em' cloning my strategy But it won't work and I swear it's so sad to me This game looks like nothing but tragedies Plotting on me but there's no overlapping me Yeah, I've been a loner but I might fill stages Haters get broker but I can't change it Don't look at me when your tape ain't playing It's not my fault you don't fit on the A-list They hate to see me winning But when I drop I know they listen Back to back been on a mission Getting plaques with my precision They been praying on my downfall but promise there's no quitting I just dropped a tape last week, no time for intermissions, yeah Back with the fire I got 'em addicted I drop they about to OD, yeah The day I retire that's when all the opposition breathe a sigh of relief, yeah You sweat over writing a bar, it's sad, I swear I do this in my sleep, yeah I spit from the comfort of riches but none of you know what I did just to eat, yeah I got no mercy for the weak I kill 'em all, it's RIP To all my enemies, yeah, they been dead to me Leveling up while they turn into casualties Sharpen my blade if you really wanna act cute Now you're all mad 'cause I passed you Everyone's got opinions If you're not with the team I'm like, "who asked you?"
Writer(s): John Edward Anthony Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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