Diss Song

歌詞

I ain't tryna diss you I just wanna know the issue Yea I got shit on my mind First off, this song, missedly took it wrong Bad intentions and all, don't want the problem resolved Heard it was you out making out with my dawg Went to school together Took the bus and all, back of flashin cars, tryna be a boss Tryna fit in with the hustlers, they told us run along Tryna learn to shoot dice, got my bike stolen dawg You still wanna gang bang, ride deep in cars Til I see the nigga wrong hat, now it's head off Picked up a notepad, bet you gon do the same Looked down the shit I saw now, I don't look at shit the same Now how am I to blame for you choosin a life in made? Nigga you a man too, why you mad at me? Same gravity hold you down, that's embarrassing Your comments was hilarious, not even congratulations Told niggas we're related, even when I made it Had nothing but good things to say about you even though you still hated I know you think 'cause this fame I'm probably jaded Ain't get a chance to see yo daughter, tell er have it but lady For me, I don't care if that car lease, you in it you own it And that's all me, being smart don't mean cheap You could take a life sitting in the driver's seat Take your shades off, I'm like (Remember me?) I ain't tryna diss you I just wanna know the issue If you know what you say then say who you are We ain't gotta take it this far So go on, make a diss song, this is not a diss song They just wanted this song, tell em play this song I ain't tryna diss you I just wanna know the issue Listen to this song Lookin at my story, breakin down my glory Judging my highlights when it's shots like Ory Always tryin to take from me, criticize, hate on me Wanna call me fake cause you really can't relate to me Your remarks, playin league out of character Your social past couldn't make a dollar in America On your keyboard cause I blew up like a keloid Me boy, why you niggas gotta be a kill joy? I gave you niggas something to ride to Gave you niggas something to get fly to Gave you niggas something to die to Niggas want the fast life, barely in the drive through I advise you, do what yo life allow you to You're a fan nigga? It's cool, I was once too All that feedback, really don't need that You like it? Buy it, You don't? don't cop it Catid, it be great but my eyes lit Ignorance is bliss so I can't blame yo ignorance It's irrelevant, I'm relevant I'm big event so go ahead and vent I'm big event so go ahead and vent I ain't tryna diss you I just wanna know the issue If you know what you say then say who you are We ain't gotta take it this far So go on, make a diss song, this is not a diss song They just wanted this song, tell em play this song I ain't tryna diss you I just wanna know the issue Listen to this song Listen to this song This song If you know what you say then say who you are We ain't gotta take it this far I ain't tryna diss you I ain't tryna diss you Tell em play this song I ain't tryna diss you Make a diss song Tell em play this song This song This song Birds ring, let the birds sing Had to sacrifice, never knew what pain will bring This moment of clarity I do it for my auntie's nephew, never had a niece They call it spoken word, don't want it to speak Don't mix the colors with whites as if it was bleach Back of the bus, niggas fightin over window seats Tryna compete, T-Raww's Make this idea complete Ryan just got killed, who is there to blame? God rest his soul, tryna protect his gold chain It's rules to the shit, but just it ain't a game Give or take, niggas still gon violate Not up for discussion, nobody cockin and bussin You tough? It's always someone tougher sayin fuck me some public law Bussin, I kept it 1000 to be exact Went from hood racks to Maybachs, how hood is that? Blacks on the wall, wall, my stick on gap Backpack backpack backpack, rap whenever was that Niggas fire arms like they fuckin fist gone These simple heartbeats, that's a real diss song Motherfucker