Starlito - What's Wrong With You Part II lyrics

Resentment knows no bounds. Shut the f** up. [Chorus] Man that sh** crazy, haters twisting up they faces Talking reckless from safe places Acting like there's something wrong wit me Wrong wit me Acting like there's something wrong wit me (Ay homey what's wrong wit u) Wrong wit me But I'm... Naw I don't love her we jus going thru the motions Emotions n so much so I used emoticons when I wrote this Shopping for a low key spot I need a garage Told shorty if she wanna keep me then we need to minaj I know I'm selfish as f**, still grinding I'm on my job Say I been balling to hard, now I'm da n***a to rob I'm laughing like HA HA HA get'n a 90 minute ma**age P90 right in my lining n I won't hold my applause Mack 90 yeah wit the clips taped Drop a n***a like a mixtape I'm stuck in da 90s, remind u of mc 8 Like like ay homie u need some help Got da money for reinforcements but rather do it myself Y'all ain't gon do sh** but tell, ain't gon shoot sh** cept for yourselves f** rap I been catching sales, these n***as been paying 12 (who got it?) Na f** it I ain't shopping w/ no new n***as That's how they got homie damn jus tryna make profit Who said what? Rap diss sh**'d, get that a** touched up Squeez a n***a out until he hush up Tuff a** n***a turn to usher about some pressure Better vest up put a rap n***a on a stretcher, yes sir Real n***as in attendance for all my lectures I jus hope you been paying attention taking notes all semester If I don't cut that bullsh** out, boy u better Na I'm better, paint wetter, f** that b**h f**ed that b**h the same day I met her I don't want her if I can't wet her [Chorus] [k**a Kyleon:] They really hate me bad, Cuz a n***a on really make u mad When I pull up in a slab that uh make u sad But if I was doing bad that uh make u glad I jus wan a bag make that cash Stack it up Kieth Sweat, make that last Like 2 short gotta make that fast So I'm headed to da bank gotta make that path Get a little bread boy switch on a n***a Run to da laws go snitch in a n***a Try to set ya up put a b**h on a n***a Price on ya head put a hit on a n***a Jealousy n envy y'all boys sinnin Grown a** men acting like women Being fake cool y'all boys winning f**'n up da game ain't no more innings Hate to see me ball like Jennings N I keep a bad b**h laying on my linens While u n***as frowning a real n***a grinning Somewhere wit a sack goin n spend it Y'all need help God bless u n***as Hating on me won't bless u n***a Crazy how my life really stress u n***as But it ain't my job to impress u n***a No ambition no hustle no grind Rayban n***as tryna block my shine Steal a n***a watch tryna stop my time So I show no mercy wen I co*k that iron Hole in ur head I'm k**ing these n***as Ain't nobody real really feeling these n***as Face all twisted grilling me n***a Here's a colt .45 I'm Billy Dee n***a (bang) [Chorus]