[Hook: King-ISO]
I thought that we was beefin
Pull up on a n***a while I'm creepin and bring it yo front lawn when I get to squeezin or leanin out the window homie ain't nobody leavin
I thought that we was beefin
n***as always trippin for no reason until I dive in and let the n***a know I mean it and then he get to bleedin and switch up like the seasons
But you ain't really beefin (NAH)
You just want the people to believe it it's funny how you n***as need an audience to peep it but if I get to clappin homie everybody bleedin
So tell me if you beefin
'Cause I'm sick of phony muhf**as reachin, you tryna get me started we can do this sh** this evening in broad daylight I'll throw it all away I mean it
But you ain't really
[Verse 1]
Puffin on this kush I need to drink lots of Hennessy
Prayin with a pistol letting the devil get to me
School of hard knocks and all you G's elementary
But I'm still alive I guess I need better enemies
'Cause many people tellin me what they were gunna do but never did it evidently, I can bring weapons instantly
And catch you at the Mickey D's while leavin out the parkin lot and spark a shot or twenty three and leave hella injuries
Please tell me if it's beef before I get to chargin up and catch you slippin with the heater, was a go like Monica
And walkin up to me oblivious to what the problem was and tryna talk before I blow your candles out like Hanukkah
How the f** you was talkin all that stuff and brought it up to me like I'm the n***a trippin over what you started bruh
'Cause honestly I wanna leave you leakin f** the speakin just to reason, leave you wet up when I shoot through that McDonald's cup
Wasn't what I thought it was kiddo
Check your f**in hand I guess and hop back in the rental
n***as trippin on me til' they find out I'ma skitzo
Better stay up on your P's and Q's like L M N O
Can't believe you n***as always wolfin like a whistle
n***as play too much until I shoot through ya Nintendo
When I find out where ya live at and I'm barkin at ya kinfolk n***as shoulda known I will like green lights from the get go
It's so funny to me how these n***as wanna do these fake beefin if it ain't about money it ain't nothin to me
I'ma keep on brackin while the super stardom comin to me, why you n***as lookin like a mystery to Uncle Scooby
Puffin doobies while I'm on the road these b**hes s** and do me cuff her booty while she 'bout to bum my dick I'll s** her b**bies
s**in toolies, get ya b**h and we can make a f**ing movie, I don't know what happened but you bluffin foolie
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[Verse 2]
How you talkin down but you ain't hollered at the n***a yet
Indirect sneak diss and all up on the internet and then I find out that you ain't even really in a set
You've never been official anyway you betta' get a rep
n***as say they comin for the King but always been in check then I betta get ya queen and chew me like some Winterfresh
When n***as beg for you to put them on them n***as get upset until I let the stupid n***a dog like a Giga pet
n***as always k** me how they talk about they been the best talk about they ballin but I've never seen you get a check
Never come original you prolly surfin Pinterest talkin 'bout you smokin reefer, what is that a cigarette?
When it come to k**in sh** you n***as never been a threat
Beef to you is b**hes choppin ???? get a dress
I don't know what type of n***as murdered you to get the bread but I be with them k**as that ain't never seen Twitter yet
n***as wait until you make it then they come and f** with you then they start expectin hella sh** and gettin comfortable
And when you find out that hella n***as never f** with dude eventually he gon' be an enemy and come for you
The same n***a you was helpin givin n***as f**in food will be the one to turn around and then they get to judgin you
But I've been a bad boy tell me what you gonna do when I pull out the burner and then dump on you like number two
f** what you was talkin 'bout I'm goin solo for a while
I ain't tryna politic with n***as like I'm Colin Powell
I've been actin hella broke around all of my homies now
'Cause I know you n***as using me; Will never hold me down
n***as hate you when you puttin on and blood that's on the town
I've been comin raw like Eddie I feel like the Golden Child
n***as wanna beef but when I see 'em blood we homies now? Clownin like a motor mouth, you bogus, swear I thought that we was beefin
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