MESSY Lyrics

Is you gon slide for this shit

U gon ride for this shit

Know sum uncle's doing time for this shit

Put tha 5 on my wrist

Yeah I'm too legit to quit

I could never quit this shit

Ian never going back, to the days that I was broke

Used to sell hope to the door like a JW

One thing about the street is gon humble You

Wait a minute

Lemme talk my shit

Tell 'em niggas I burn dat church down

And Tell dat till boy imma wicked man

I lost my first battle rap in front of my mama (man)

And eversince ian lose since

I see to many fake handshakes w ur kind bra

That's why stay away from your kind bra

I sense the jealousy when u rapping bra

Put a name on that bullet les get it cracking Bra

Danced around my name til u brought the devil out

Since they wanna battle bring him n him

Couldn't take the game away from me

I was like I'm Jim n Jim

Solitary w myself

Imma family man

Buh

If I gotta slide on an opp nigga

Imma make it look messy

If I hit a nigga bitch in dis bitch

Imma make it messy

Uh no

All d money in the world I cudnt run from it

All d problems in the world I cudnt run from it

All d bitches in the world I cudnt run from it

Goddamn Goddamn Goddamn Goddamn us

It's funny how that the gold made ya the alchemist

I got my guns out nigga I ain't out to miss

Told God don't pull the plug until I see a 100 Ms

fabricating all ya stories like ya know me well

Never needed validation

Coldest w the flows

Exposing all you hoes

Throwing 20s on hoes

Ayyyyy ayyy

Do my dance on it

Ayyyyy ayyy

If I gotta slide on an opp nigga

Imma make it look messy

If I hit a nigga bitch in dis bitch

Imma make it messy

Uh no don't run from it

All d money in the world I cudnt run from it

All d problems in the world I cudnt run from it

All d bitches in the world I cudnt run from it

I son a son

To tell u niggas im the son of man

The second coming of the Elohim

I do my dance when I see u niggas follow trends

You niggas faker than a cnn

Lost souls for the camera

You know my name

I stand with the tribe

The culture band (contraband)

I woke early morning and told em niggas I gotta shake the game

A thousand of you with copy flows and it's only one of me

Ahnn

Niggas thought that sneak dissin was gon give em attention

I see ur bitch all in my mentions

I dodge and slide thru the fakeness

I put my heart in these written

never wanted their judgment

The flow is water man

Been in my elements

There is an elephant in the room

And niggas afraid to address it

Cuz they know I'm not the one mess w it

I break thru they block like a Tetris