[Intro]

Damn, dawg, like I ain't have nothing to do with this shit, Meek

But you gon' go on stage out in Camden and say fuck me

Aye Meek, if it's fuck me then it's fuck you, nigga

Let's play

[Verse 1]

I caught a body 'fore I wrote a rap

You'd rather hold a mic, I'd rather hold a MAC

I just left jail, guess I'm going back

I'll blow a hole in your stomach make 'em sew it back

I ain't got a Wraith, I ain't got a ghost

I just got a plate with a lot of coke

I got a lot of tape and a lot of rope

They tried to rob Cass and I shot them both

Why you diss me, need to diss Drake

That nigga killed you first 48

Oh, I guess you tough 'cause you not here

You lying to the world like you not scared

You rapping about a life that is not yours

Went to jail for a gun that was not yours

You was a bum before for a rap money

You still owe me ball pack money

You only come to Philly for a second

I know you paid them niggas for protection

I know they tell you they'll rob for you

But look 'em in the eye will they die for you

I wonder who gon' help when the MAC pour

I heard Nicki fucked you with a strap on

I know I got to shoot with a mask on

Nigga, you a pussy, put a pad on

This shit gon' be easy

I know your folks told on Teepee

I know you got to pay Teefy

I heard that you gotta pay weekly

And tell your lil' nigga better pipe down

I got my shooters looking for him right now

I got a hundred shooters with me right now

Fuck rap, we can do this shit right now

I tried to keep the peace, tried to keep peace

I even had to argue with my brother Lik

He said please AR-AB, let me kill 'em all

I said damn, nigga, shit wasn't deep

I don't understand what the hate be

Drake ate you, now you hate me

I just took my gun off safety

You better pay them niggas extra for safety

This shit fucked up 'cause I liked you

I knew you was a pussy but I hyped you

I lied to the world like you real

Everything come to the light so the truth will

Everybody know that you rich

All the real niggas know you a bitch

If I shoot you right now you'll snitch

I just put a hundred rounds in my clip

[Outro]

Damn, dawg, on some real shit

This wasn't about me and you, man

That boy said my name, I don't even know him

I had nothing to do with it, man

But you said fuck me, well then it's fuck you, nigga

If it's fuck me then it's fuck you, man

Let's play ball