I'm Addressing You Lyrics

Yea, each one teach one, yeah I'm back around

I don't need to take this serious to kick ass you know what I mean?

I heard what you said

Let's talk

I swear they don't make them like me, nah

Fuck what you say, you should show that you get it like me, bruh

I mean in my city, those rappers ain't nothin to me, ma

I do what I want when I want, what it means to be free, I

Don't engage in no dummy shit

Pity those weaker than me, God

I just don't give a damn and these bitches keep piling on me, why

Cause I'm stating the facts and they feelings ain't nothin to me, ha

I pity the fool that has to feel the petty from me

Still think that you're better than me, lets see

I go full mode and I'm never on E

Drop that fire I'm never off beat

And I want that smoke every time that I speak

I don't need my crew, nah it's just me

Been gone for awhile, now lets just see

When I'm look up top, oh it's still me

And I might do a dance like I'm C. Breezy

I would let y'all slide but it's too easy

Boy die die die

King of the hill laying down with a sniper aimed right at your head and it's bye bye bye

Just like birds I'm a let these fly while the people outside tell you I'm a nice guy

Picture me scared of theses cats, pussy's always tryna front with they gawd damn lies

I cannot stop with the words, I cant help it

My number keep going like gawd damn pi

Stop all your shuckin' and jivin'

It's you I'm addressing bitch

I cannot deal with the wining and crying

It's you I'm addressing bitch

All in my timeline, all in my comments

It's you I'm addressing bitch

All in my mentions all in my Dm's

It's you I'm addressing bitch

Please stop you're making me laugh

Half of these rappers is trash

I'm in my chick and I'm having a blast

Still you'll be kissing my ass

Might see me swerve I ain't gonna crash

Premium gnac, put that in my glass

I can already tell that you ain't gonna last

Cant copy my sheet when your not in my class

You still broke nigga? Wassup with you?

I heard that your crew don't fuck with you

I heard that my bro took your bitch

And you still went begging for her back, yo wassup with up?

I guess you didn't think I'd come back around

Things get quiet when I'm back in town

Little peasants they cant fuck around

Anytime anywhere, I got loaded rounds

My conditioning's up I got many rounds

I got plenty so many too many sounds

It's a circus, so many too many clowns

Time to bring out the chopper and feed the hounds

I see blood on the wall

Blood on the leaves, blood on the ground

Turn your smile to a frown buddy

Cause it's all money when I'm done put your ego down

Stop all that shuckin' and jivin'

It's you I'm addressing bitch

I cannot deal with the wining and crying

It's you I'm addressing bitch

All in my timeline, all in my comments

It's you I'm addressing bitch

All in my mentions all in my Dm's

It's you I'm addressing bitch