Aye Dylan, you flexin', but it ain't what it seems

Talkin' tough, but you ain't livin' those dreams

Movin' real quiet, try to play the game

But when the lights hit, you ain’t the same

You like to keep distance, stay out of sight

But your actions tell stories that don’t feel right

You think you got moves, but they don't align

Always lurkin’ in the background, fallin’ behind

I’m on my hustle, stayin’ on track

You out here playin’ tricks, but can’t keep that

You stay hidden, think you're too smooth

But I see through it all, know exactly what you prove

**(Chorus)**

Dylan, you fakin’, your shine’s gonna fade

You can’t run forever, the truth's gonna invade

You trippin’, thinkin’ you holdin' control

But you movin’ in the shadows, that’s how you roll

**(Verse 2)**

You keep it lowkey, thinkin’ that’s the play

But the way you move, man, it’s all on display

You lurk in the corner, waitin' for a chance

But you ain't foolin' nobody with that stance

I’m keepin' it real, you playin' it cheap

Always a step behind, but you claim you’re elite

You’ve got a mask on, but it don't fit

The moves you makin' don’t add up, they don’t stick

You can’t hide forever, man, the truth will show

The cracks in your game, they start to glow

You can play the part, but we all know

The real you’s comin’, and it’s startin' to show

**(Chorus)**

Dylan, you fakin’, your shine’s gonna fade

You can’t run forever, the truth's gonna invade

You trippin’, thinkin’ you holdin' control

But you movin’ in the shadows, that’s how you roll

**(Outro)**

You a joke, Dylan, ain't no savin’ your face

Thought you had it locked, now you losin' the race

When the truth hits hard, you won’t be prepared

Ain’t nobody respectin' someone who don’t care

Ok yuh yuh how you gonna diss us when you stuck on repeat talk abt my block nigga yk where i stay spin my block nigga you ain’t no king von nigga tryna be something you not nigga got caught selling packs crying on the phone blaming that nigga joe u wack what a rat does your bitch know u were selling honey packs ugly bitch look like my left nutt not the one she sucked but the one she fucking creamed on where my rematch nigga talking all this shit when u lost but u still talk like u won bitch you only won one round and u were the only nigga on the verge too being knocked out nigga lost a tooth does your bitch know abt the gay shit you do u wanna keep going we can talk abt your little Glocks that don’t exist just too make u look like a fool stop trying too diss us you’ll never be one of us step the fuck back and let the real Godfathers rap when you spit on the mic all we here is yap nigga stumbles his words what is that no way y’all niggas think this nigga made a comeback giving props to a nigga that thinks he can rap but all we here is a little rat spitting yap how my nuts taste u dont know well ask your girl

And now you stalkin?

But the big boys talkin

Gonna put you Inna coffin

On jo's dick yo bitch is coughin

U ain't it so better lock in

Been real quiet where u been?

You're an easy fucking win

Finna keep you Inna pin

Don't diss jojo he my twin

This gon put you Inna spin

And I'm finna keep this grin

And we finna stay under yo bitch ass skin