R.I.P ft. MJeezy Lyrics

I write the tension,

Like school day riots

Y'all vie for attention, I was staying quiet

My ascension, like concert lighters

Smash diamonds for attention

Now I'm breaking the ice, yeah

You're not stable bro (nope), gotta hold your horses

No wonder you miss a line. Scoliosis

300 careers are dead from my pen and you ain't Leonidas

Guess you gotta whine if you die an isis

Hold on Ho Ima end this

I could get all stone cold with the vengeance

No more "bro your so cold" and pretending

Your whole show like old suspenders

Moldy, rolled upended

Get the popos deflected

It's a no go for help expected

Payback like loans closed and ended

This your RIP. Rot in pieces

Gave you a warning shot. You ain't got the visa

To be in the master's zone. let alone start on beefin

But this is three strikes we step on y'all like adidas

RIP. Rot in pieces

Warning shots. You ain't got the visa

The master's zone. No beef in

This is three strikes, we step on y'all like adidas

It started off with "Ascension", started causing some riots

Guess I garnered some attention, made my opps stay quite

Put my sons in detention, told them best not try it

Guess I need an intervention, 'cause I starved them out like diets

Although it wasn't my intention, all my life I've been defiant

I've been causing some tension; I serve the beef and I fry it

Have to maintain retention, if its free then I buy it

Gotta handle my pension, If its cream then I pie it

Told them bitches "Get At Me", then I put 'em all to rest

That's why your BM trynna @ me, had to put that bitch to bed

Gotta keep a good thot, gotta keep a clean head

Turned my circle to a dot, fake friends failed the test

All my life on road, steady chasing them cheques

Like a baker with the dough, steady making that bread

Have to keep it on the low, had to keep them in check

Imagine me going broke, I'd rather end up dead