Fuck it
Too much love turn to hate
Too many people on my plate
Spoons out, forks out
Knives out, planted in my back
But when you hear that CHECK, niggas done eating
Cause I'm done feeding
You bitches is done leeching
Done peeped it
A buncha niggas tried to out climb me; tried to outshine me
But failed at every juncture, cause they couldn't out rhyme me
Business is hella grimey and slimy, they tried to stymie
The only one who made his own moves, so they tried to line me
Studied everything about me, stole verbatim, did the most
Now they talk and dress just like me, but ain't even from my coast
Fucking discount Foley, not a dog; just a jackal
Think they'll book you at the Garden, if you steady bite the Apple?
Let me at em; the reason that you bitches even eating
Built the foundation, made the home you plant your feet in
Mama told me "watch ya back, cause people switch up they don't need you"
Gladly watch you niggas starve, don't ever bite the hand that feeds you
No longer will I play nice
With these fake dick eaters, who only play nice
These bipolar muthafuckas couldn't bear to see me winning, started plotting
Then went cold, while I got hot and now they asking me to save Ice
Heard you dropped the same day but we don't get the same play
Tried to move the same way, but we don't get the same pay
Better know ya place, got people who know ya face
Or you gon' fuck around, and have mommy pleading ya case
Have you going out sad like "damn bro, we gotta get you out the house"
Like ya bitch, just can't keep me out ya mouth
Yapping, more than rapping, how you claim to be the captain
When you quick, to jump ship, when someone calls you on the cappin?
Yeah I'm flattered by the plagiarism
Way they sucking my dick, I'm thinking it's they religion
Well I guess it makes sense. You fall to ya knees in front of the God
And pray I leave you scraps, so that you'll be safe at ya job
Keep an eye out; these demons be lacking integrity
Sell they soul, for one day, they can say they ahead of me
Turn to Trump for a dollar, less Donald and more Teanna
Don't be sweating round my so called "peers", this ain't a sauna
When its obvious they need me, the proof is ample
Niggas same as they music. Nothing without the sample
Stop, flapping ya gums. Stop, rapping bout guns
When its clear from all we hear, you ain't good with handling drums
Don't throw threats at a villain; all of the talking abstract
Quick to take it past that and treat it like a laugh track
Press a button, hear the clapping, ain't shit funny
Go get acquainted with the fucks who tried to take shit from me
Seems my sympathy has only brought me nothing but problems
Playing big bro, Batman, to nothing but Robins
Always acting like we peers, but they nothing more than sidekicks
Legends to they cronies, but still nothing when beside Snick