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maybe, i said too much

you might be losing your touch

maybe you losing the battle, ain’t over til’ it’s over

(man shut down…)

(i been at it for a few years…)

f_ck outta here with that weird sh_t

you done when i say i’m done with you n_gga…

(i been at it for a few years, you been at it for a few months…)

yeah

all that gossip you did on your last song done turned you into a blog

you should’ve been overseas

instead you act like a broad

you rap like ios 8

i became what you should’ve been

like how many other mollies i gotta finish to pop?

boy you should’ve stuck to pop

now you wanna be opps

i’m really bout the wrap

you the type to run the cops

prosthetic b. rabbit

you’ll never be hip or hop

you had to resort to info you picking up on the block

“he say, she say?”

we don’t play those games

you prehistoric pre_school h_a_s_h

if i never said anything, you wouldn’t be trending

enjoy it while it last, your career’s at its ending

don’t act innocent like you ain’t live at zeus crib, better humble yourself boy

you ain’t live what you posting

taking these pictures that you share months later for your ig people, so you fake what you boasting

truth be told, i never thought 1 minute and 47 seconds on twitter would get under your skin

you ain’t got no vision, clubbing and f_cking b_tches got you c_ckeyed, coz all you do is think with your foreskin

n_ggas mad i got anatii on a feature, huh?

j stand for jealous and it’s one h_ll of a creature, huh?

n_ggas say they made they sound that made me, and they was right but now’s the time where the student becomes the teacher, huh?

speedy put you on a song

you hit your peak in 2017

if it wasn’t for that, we wouldn’t know you, huh?

you neverbroke coz you sold your soul for a platinum record you ain’t eating off of

so now the devil control you, huh?

all this pallbearer talk about biggy

you must be ready to die, man

guess somebody should’ve told you huh?

i’m tailor_made for this sh_t, you just another taylor swift with a tiny d_ck, man

we don’t even rate you huh?

dreams money can buy, but look what it cost ya

3 years later, you still coming second to costa

you been wanting to fit in so bad

you got an eye tat, with dreads

hoping that the game would adopt ya

you rapping like a b_tch

airing sh_t you heard on the street

flip your stage name backwards to molly j

talking dirty laundry get you white washed

your beats ain’t sh_t to these white boys

that’s word to marshall and dre

took a break from the game, came back like i never left

and all you could say in a diss is talk about my ex

but you stalking yours, breaking into her crib, to check if she ain’t with anybody else getting some better s_x?

you ain’t a real n_gga, whenever you drunk or sober

you the same n_gga who slept with your n_gga’s leftovers

maybe, i said too much

you might be losing your touch

maybe you losing the battle, ain’t over til’ it’s over

yeah, yeah

yeah, yeah

aye

what’s up with the foolery?

you n_ggas ain’t foolin’ me, yeah

this sh_t is not new to me

ain’t non’ you can do to me, yeah

b_tch we the new regime

you n_ggas is dead to me, yeah

can’t read ‘em their eulogy

can’t read ‘em their eulogy

somebody tell these f_ck n_ggas it’s about to go down

ain’t got time for b_tches, so they gotta go now

i said, tell these f_ck n_ggas it’s about to go down

and if they ain’t know, them n_ggas bout to know now, yeah, yeah

you wanna come for my neck and be done with it

nah, n_gga i’ma have fun with it

young biggy turning that j to an l

catch it, go long n_gga, run with it

you p_ssy you scared, ain’t no rules in a beef

i owe you a record, so stomach it

the only way you getting on reece on a record is shouting him out on your mini diss

looking at you sounding ridiculous

i did what you couldn’t

then i did what you already did a lot better

i’m limitless

they did not teach me forgiveness

if you get k!lled, the whole country my witnesses

every dog has its day

i’ma show the whole world you ain’t sh_t to me, n_gga you been a b_tch

what’s up with the foolery?

you n_ggas ain’t foolin’ me, yeah

this sh_t is not new to me

ain’t non’ you can do to me, yeah

b_tch we the new regime

you n_ggas is (dead) to me, yeah

can’t read ‘em their eulogy

can’t read ‘em their eulogy

somebody tell these f_ck n_ggas it’s about to go down

ain’t got time for b_tches, so they gotta go now

i say, tell these f_ck n_ggas it’s about to go down

and if they ain’t know, them n_ggas bout to know now, yeah, yeah

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