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Fucking hit that bitch with the wambo combo

This is real rap I think

I don't know what the fuck they call this shit

Sit and loose yourself

Passive aggressive

Why yo bitch up in my DMs

Tryna knock me off her checklist

Restless

I ain't been sleeping good

Ever since I found out my daddy was a fraud

I applaud at your lack of intelligence

You will always sit in the shadows of your known negligence

Trying to spit in the way of my enemies

So I spit on myself and I spit on my pedigree

Washed up

Pussy boy you washed up

Abused and used by the others that you tossed up

Been cautious living my life one step at a time

If hating your self was a crime then I'd be doing time

I don't like when my ego starts to shine through

And spit facts

Bitch made I been that

Home grown yous a lab rat

Spit talk for the cash grab

Needled pins in a haystack

Love you till you hate back

And you wonder why I hate rap

I spit talk yall spit worst

9m puttem in a hearse

Been shadow since pushing birth

All alone I walk the earth

I been told you hate me

So I take hate and push wit ease

Never live a life of please cause bitches leave over anything

Uh yeah

Spit in the ways of my Enemies

Losing myself shed the ego

Spit in the ways of my enemies

Spread honest work with gods creativity

Spit in the ways of my enemies

I love you but I know that you hate me

Spit in the ways of my Enemies

Losing myself shed the ego

Spit in the ways of my enemies

Spread honest work with gods creativity

Spit in the ways of my enemies

I love you but I know that you hate me