It's like 29 and I'm feeling old, hey 40 in my mask, 50 in my head Bitches, uh Outside your apartment, nigga I ain't no Kmart shopper, but you's a Target, nigga Young Peggy, I'm heartless, nigga Too much * on my mind, I'ma kill you regardless, nigga I ain't even gon' speak on that I ain't even gon' tweet, I don't rap These niggas be snitchin' for nothin' I can't do * with that I know these industry niggas, they never seen no trap Bitch, I know genuine c***s and they don't fuckin' rap These niggas be built like gorillas, but they can't fuckin' scrap I hate you niggas more than I hate myself, so You * niggas touch my body I'm shootin', don't care if you act G-Squad, I don't handle a Mac Set niggas up like, mm-hmm It's young Natalie Port And girls be right next door You's a killer yourself But you got no rapport Heard you be kickin' doors We made em kiss the floor Yeah, I hate you niggas more than I hate myself