Brody talkin' crazy, caught him black and then he got junk
People used to steal your lunch money, you're not a thug
All facts, when I speak, these are not accusations
Wanna watch the vids that we make, call them compilations
I'm tryna fix my songs, the editors, they save the beat
Till I'da had him on the track, I took him off because he sweet
Now I wanna hurt his nigga, but I'm rappin' towards the safe route
Livin' in the hood, I didn't like it, had to make it out
You a lame nigga, if you say he wanna live his life
Drivin' pretty fast, what kind of drunk I'll call the DUI
Next time, I'ma have to let just like he
Rappin', never givin' up, I'm goin' worldwide
Catch broke when he outta eat, change his appetite
Hang the body up, leave a note, call it suicide
Yeah, he talk the *, set him up and now that nigga die
Snappin' on a trash, he slide and I'll change your life
Start it from the bottom, dig a hole, get out that ditch
Punch God when I'm in the mall, this a secret glitch
Sayin' out of the way, I'm just rappin', tryna get rich
Don't try, steal, you'll be like that dead bitch
Bruh, we know
I'm just night checkin' her, my ex turned into a dyke
So I'm fightin' exes
Put the pole down, now we can fight
I don't like weapons, wear it, but I'ma back fight
These hoes, I don't like stressin'
Had to leave the party real *, cause I don't like these niggas
Bruh, I wanna *, get it back, I'm just chasin' figures
She wanna get something, he got her a biggie bag
Got mad, count it, that a-hole get back
Bruh, I wanna *, I'ma try to really start rappin'
Bruh, I wanna *, start rappin'
Bruh, I wanna *, start rappin'
Bruh, I wanna *, start rappin'
Bro, they want a feature, so you know I had a start
We outside his crib, he came out, the chopper started
Clyde, the artist * up, I told bae, you gotta put your back in it
*
Bruh, I wanna *
Bruh, I wanna *, gang
Bruh, I wanna *, start rappin'