Want Beef? 3.0

(album: Long Story Short - 2020)

My brodie say he ain't copping no plea
He ain't living for shit, so he feeling like fuck it
My niggas know that that trap finna make us some money
I swear that my big brotha love it
Packed the big body, we hop out the G wagon thugging
Everybody with me clutching
Everybody who said I wouldn't be shit
Ya'll the reason I learned about bluffing
Cause these niggas cap for real
Yo' dog will feed you then do some shit behind your back for real
It was times I feel like I wouldn't make it
Man I don't think 'bout going back for real
I ain't been feeling the energy niggas been giving me
I'm on my own shit
Tell my bitch to quit tripping
She hate when we argue
I tell her she act like my old bitch
Pop two ten's, I'm in my zone
Niggas keep calling and calling
Ya'll ain't tryna' talk about shit I can't answer the phone
My bitch don't understand that I be thinking that I'm doing right when I'm doing her wrong
I was never taught and you gotta understand
Niggas be focused on bitches and rubbers
And never even popped a rubber band

We gon' bully the bully 'cause I need respect where I step
You try to play with my top, that's a bet
We got hoes in the section and young niggas throwing up sets
Bitch don't reach for my chain, that's a threat
I guess money make broke niggas hate you
I heard that I'm beefing with niggas I ain't even met
Hit up her phone when I'm horny she know what I'm on cause she on the same thing
Hoe come give me some neck

I'm with some dope dealers and some cold killers
You try play then they get out they body
I can not go with her, she a gold digger
Kick her out, make her wait in the lobby
I, I, I
Want all my brothers to have more than me
I remember her adoring me
But I decline all her calls
So she got bored of me
I call her a throwaway
Roll up Runtz in the wood then I blow away
Stare at the ceiling, get lost in my thoughts
I don't think that this feeling gon' go away
When it feel like you need to be heard
But you know that nobody hear you
And it feel out your body to talk to somebody
So you don't even want people near you
I only know 'cause I been through it
But these niggas still tryna' play like I'm stupid
Ain't no cap inside my rap
That's probably why they love my music

We gon' bully the bully 'cause I need respect where I step
You try to play with my top, that's a bet
We got hoes in the section and young niggas throwing up sets
Bitch don't reach for my chain, that's a threat
I guess money make broke niggas hate you
I heard that I'm beefing with niggas I ain't even met
Hit up her phone when I'm horny she know what I'm on cause she on the same thing
Hoe come give me some neck