Point Made

(альбом: Bet On Me - 2018)

Point made, point made
Point made, point made
Point made, point made
Point made, point made

I ain't with the subliminals, if you play, we gon' finish them
All that thug talking in your rant, it's cool but show me you with it
Too much cap put a hole in your fitted
Went through hell to get out the city
Been I'm stomping on 'em, just staring to feel it
Bitch, I'm sizzling straight out the skillet

I'm hearing rumors like she been fucking around with the enemy
Did she foul? So I ain't even feeling her energy, right 'bout now
You need you a regular nigga, can't take what comes with a artist
Always carrying little batch of feelings, fuck the other bitches, I was heartless
Instant message to my phone, asking why I thug you?
You feel a difference on gripping when I touch and hug you
Y'all want flaw? I hope grudges is forever, fuck you
Damn, I almost believe myself when I told you "I love you"
Tell you once, it's most likely he ain't do that
Rob a hood he ain't even grow up but you knew that
Niggas be acting like real hoes, stay in your place before you get exposed
Drip, Lil New New, come wipe your nose
That's what you call him, the telephone

Point made, point made
Point made, point made
Point made, point made
Point made, point made

I ain't with the subliminals, if you play, we gon' finish them
All that thug talking in your rant, it's cool but show me you with it
Too much cap put a hole in your fitted
Went through hell to get out the city
Been I'm stomping on 'em, just staring to feel it
Bitch I'm sizzling straight out the skillet

I told her I got it, the Glock automatic, I'm ready for static
I came in this with the chaos, I'm the one causing the havoc
They won't be satisfied 'til I'm down on my ass, I can't let that happen
So what's your move? I ain't got nothing else to lose, I'ma go out clapping
He was talking tough, such and such, then he got touched, that's tragic
Ain't know I had power 'til he open up the superior, that's magic
I can peek the fuckery way before it even happened, street tactics
Want me to stand down, just so you can rise up, that's madness
You stay in your feelings, sending me names, say I'm embarrassing
Calling me green, talk to me raw, don't hold back
Who keep Chanel on your clothes rack?
I done bought the whole sacks, look at your chest, I done froze that
Have you ever fucked with somebody or feel like they friend me for you?
I make up for last with Jimmy Choos, I feel they seen to be with you

Point made, point made
Point made, point made
Point made

Niggas taking aim, guess that's how they get some fame, nope
I just spend some change, Scott, wellow while they yellow
Sometimes you got to accept favors, don't get repaid
Don't be mad it happened, thank God for the strength it gave
40K diamonds, stood no dype
Don't think your worth shit this hype
Wood grain, fifty-five cardio sight, tall money got height
I'ma tell it in my city, God picked me, yes I'm golden
Been through obstacles that damn near took my life, still here, I'm chosen