Tic Tac Toe

Making paper now, knew I'd make it out

Talking too much trash, sniper take you out

Stop your hating now, can't be taken down

Shake the ground, take the crown

I'ma break it down, I won't wait around

Don't you make a sound

Killer with the words, illa with the verse

Hit 'em where it hurts, feelings will get hurt

Dillin will be first

I won't stop 'til I'm dipping in a hearse

Flip it in reverse, esrever ni ti pilf

Spitting it berserk

Risen up, you ain't listening, listen up

Pissed off, ain't a good move bitching and dissing us

Know what up, I'm going up like my listeners

I'm the one behind the bars like a prisoner

Tune you out, it's depressing when you speak

I know y'all impressed when I'm flexing on the beat

The day that they say that my bars not hitting

Is the day that my heart stop ticking, listen

Music got me out of my rut, that's facts bro

Mama told me follow my gut, I slacked though

Finally time for me to strut, Tic-tac-toe

Now it's all over, I'ma stunt, what an asshole

Made it out the trenches, lifestyle expensive

Made it out the slums, projects were horrendous

Made it out the gutter, don't give a damn who's offended

Made it out the mud, uh, I ain't pretending

No, oh oh oh oh

No I ain't pretending

No, oh oh oh oh

This is your ending hoe

I murked every verse, I'ma pay respect

Murdered every beat, they been laid to rest

I'm making threats, you should save your breath

I heard your shit, it was shit to say the least

I ain't impressed

You made a mess of your life, you can't take the stress

Congratulations, you played yourself

This I may confess, Dillin been the main event

This track'll give you whiplash

Your bitch ass will break your neck

Kept it a bando, all these bitches fake

I'ma get these bars out, no prison break

They feel the kid 'cause they did relate

I been me the whole time, never imitate

Life gave me Mike's Hard so I made lemonade

Whatever you smoking on, got the better grade

I never wait, her walls I'ma penetrate

Dead the hate, Dillin been killing it since the seventh grade

Hoes mad they don't make the cut, get the blade

She obsessed 'cause these memories never fade

Insomniac, I been up like I levitate

Still charged up like double A's, I'm getting paid

Made it out the trenches, lifestyle expensive

Made it out the slums, projects were horrendous

Made it out the gutter, don't give a damn who's offended

Made it out the mud, uh, I ain't pretending

No, oh oh oh oh

No I ain't pretending

No, oh oh oh oh

This is your ending hoe