≈ oH wHaT tHe HeLL NoOo! ≈
If you was handlin your biz you wouldn't sweat me
wastin' time and money on how to get me
you can't hold your own, so you try to change flows
you duplicate my style and even try to change clothes
you'll never fit in you need another face
your body's just a mass that be takin' up space
all in the game without a team and wanna floss
don't own shht but yet you wanna be the boss
at any cost, snitchin' on the crew if you have to
next time we bite the bullet then we're gonna have to blast you
expose you, nobody needs you or even wants you
so go to the top brass with this of you want to
I'm pure and playas see the real everyday
I'm handlin' my shht so I appeal anyway
try this: do you, do what you supposed to
handle yours on your own before I have to ghost you
