歌词
Intro:
Alright (ooo x2)
Drums
Imma sick boy (ooo)
With some sick thoughts
I gotta mind that's divine, but I'm pissed off
Imma rage quit
You on some fake shit
But if you real, what's the deal with the fake lip
You talking on this
With the sneak diss
Keep on talking to my back...
Wait, I can do it better
Uno, Dos, Tres
Verse 1:
Drums
Imma sick boy (ooo)
With some sick thoughts
I gotta mind that's divine, but I'm pissed off
Imma rage quit
You on some fake shit
But if you real, what's the deal with the fake lip
You talking on this
With the sneak diss
Man I'll be quick to cut you
I don't play this...shit
I don't play this
Bridge:
What you want from me
I don't want your negative energy
(Ooooo)
I think they have it out for me
On road to my own discovery
Yooooo
Tell me how you feel
When they come for your neck
And they plan to kill
I don't want none of this, please
I don't want none of this, Please!
Verse 2:
See I'm a bad boy
With a nice heart
I made amends with the friends
Who couldn't even start
A conversation of sayin they how am I doing now
I stopped playing
Cause everybody is proving how
I can only love myself in fact
I can't trust nobody else with that
I'm growing everyday
I thought you mothafuckas knew
Y'all on the same bullshit and getting comfortable
Verse 3:
No
More sneak dissing now
What you say
I'm gone figure out
I don't like what you have to say bout me
My whole life I remained lowkey
Till I found out
I ain't gone kick it around ya
If you gonna sneak diss
Keep Shanaé our your mothafuckin mouth
If you do better make look good
If you could
Speak highly on my long living name
I walk different with my granddaddy cane
So don't be made when your friends start to sang
Outro:
Go Head (x12)
Go Head (x4)
