Philly Beatz - Don't Take It Personal lyrics

[Intro] Red Beam call that neon Flip the script watch em re-runs You mad I got heat on sh** you could get ya freeze on Damn, they done made me feel invincible Trap turn this b**h up Emotional a** n***as man All these n***as in they motherf**ing feelings man [Hook] It's a murder scene I guess he shouldn't have popped out Brett Farve, I bet these bullets hard now Feds watching, man they tryna touchdown These n***as b**hes, watch how they get gunned down I swear I'm tried of these peons I guess they used to run them re-runs You mad just go breathe on sh**, just don't take it personal [Verse 1: SD] Red Beam call that neon Flip the script watch em re-runs You mad I got heat on sh** you could get ya freeze on Half a** workers, you get me [?] Boss made, damn I got my feet up True toed I've been out the meter Paper routes, still won't find my way home Glock 17 boy you won't see long Self made I know that they don't see though Dead presidents, but I'm that hero Trap play me, say I'm like torpedoes [Hook] [Verse 2: SD] Thinking back, full of sh** Stop it I'm just into it Thinking 'bout the next n***a move, that's why you losing it Got guwap in the stash thats the past, I was fooling Got choices what you choosing then? [?] Money to be made I got my [?] on Power stroke, she feel me I'm beneath her A lot of n***as talk, they come with re-runs Tight shift, I hope you brought your leons Mr. Knock It Off, I knock you off hope ain't no reason A lot of dead bodies, that's what he on Paper soldier, get ya a** drew on Don't take this personal, might find a reason [Hook]