al capone Lyrics

(Sheesh!)

Now you tryna flex up on my Instagram

Yeah, I put you on, made you a insta fan (fan)

You better lower your tone

I did this all on my own

Wanted to show you the ropes (ropes)

Why you not acting grown

Turn 23 in the morning

Scarface, Al Capone (yeah)

Coming for Macedon

Keep it kosher

You a lame nigga yous a poser

I'm a artist, no composure

This is not a diss, I call it closure, yeah

Steady begging just to get exposure

If you wanna pick when you bipolar

It's done, finito, it's over, yeah

And that shit is so sad to me (yeah)

Heard you throwing up hands for me

Gotta watch for the family (familia)

He just sent the text

And we creeping up carefully (yeah)

There ain't no similarities

You don't even compare to me

I don't gotta worry bout nun

I don't gotta worry bout nun, no

Karma's a bitch

She not gon tolerate shit

You'd rather calling it quits

Think you dangerous?

Nigga you wanna be this

I could've brung you to the top

I could've aided, I could've waited

But you was mad flip flop

One of the deep pit falls

I could've brung you to the top

I could've aided, I could've waited

But you was mad flip flop

One of the deep pit falls