[Intro]

Ayy

Listen, yo

[Verse 1]

Ayo, Bugz, you really killed it now, you're really flyin'

And I've been doing music too, I'm really out here tryin'

You know I'm still a hustler though, there's Cali on my line

Can you relate 'cause you've always had that money on your mind?

Ayo, Bugz, I can't believe you're really at the top

I've seen that you're in films with Jason Statham and it's nuts

Do you remember bein' on the block, punchin' man up?

Do you remember when we had the carbon knuckles on our gloves?

Ayo, Bugz, I know that it's been ten or fifteen years

But remеmber when he punchеd your mom up? I was with you first

I remember sittin' watchin' you shed ten or fifteen tears

I said, "We should go kill him, Bugz", but you didn't wanna hear it

Yo, Bugz, I'm sure I gave you your name, remember?

I called you Little Bugz after the one on Cartoon Network

They say I'm schizophrenic 'cause I had a crazy temper

I hope you get this message, Bugz, please return to sender

I can't lie, the inspiration has been hella

That you've inspired me to tell my story, I'm not jealous

I mean, no disrespect, I just think I could tell it better

Like I'm the rainmaker too, I need an umbrella

[Pre-Chorus]

I remember when you used to make sad tunes and you was broken

But you was too emotional, man like me is frozen

Man like me is about to blow the game wide open

I'm a killer like Ben Stiller, that's my slogan, ayy

[Chorus]

And I got lots to say, I'll say it how I wanna say it

I can't believe you're actin' like you didn't know my name

If dissin' you has to be the thing that will make me famous

Then so be it, I'll do my bit, but don't call me a hater

[Verse 2]

Ayo, Bugz, fuck callin' you Bugz, I'll call you Aaron

You know you're really lucky, right? Not all of us have talent

Like, why should you get Lamborghini, Bentley and McLaren

You sold your soul, all you care about's your bank balance

You're a paigon, a pussy and a traitor

You know, they say you've changed the minute that you got your paper

In the hood you know, we punish that type of behaviour

Fight me in a field like a real gladiator

And I know what you're thinkin', you think I'm deluded

I caught you at the garage, and you knew I was fumin'

We had a little fight, I bust your lip, and you looked wounded

You threw a couple punches, but they missed and didn't do shit

But who's the king now, Little Bugz? You're not respondin'

I see you in the cinema, just tryna do your Bond thing

The fact that you're ignorin' my messages is one thing

I'm sure I heard you dissed me on a track back in '018

I know what you're thinkin', you probably think I'm paranoid

But when your family stabbed you for your Rolex, you get paranoid

You probably think I'm hatin', but it's not that, it's that I'm annoyed

I know you're probably lookin' down your nose at me like I'm a boy

Not seen you for a decade and a half, like I knew you in the start

Like I was with you when you started spittin' on the park

Like, I'm the one that taught you how to spit a sixteen bar

It's me that taught you how to fight, you're just actin' hard, ayy

[Chorus]

And I got lots to say, I'll say it how I wanna say it

I can't believe you're actin' like you didn't know my name

If dissin' you has to be the thing that will make me famous

Then so be it, I'll do my bit, but don't call me a hater

[Verse 3]

Ayo, Bugz, I heard your recent track, I have a question

I'm not tryin' to take away from all of your progression

I could be wrong, but it felt like there was an accusation

If you sayin', "I'm a killer", then you're playin' with my patience

Like I'm doing alright, Bugz, I pull mine down

I trim my leaves off and flood my town

Like, I don't even blaze weed even though I'm high now

On one extra, all I ever hear is, "Why 'llow?"

I prefer your old stuff, I think your new ones are whack

Do you seriously think that you put Manny on the map?

Come to think about it, I'm the one that taught you how to rap

It's me that taught you everything, I should've been your dad

You're a little bastard, Bugz, I know the police could never catch you

You're celebrated, I'm surprised there hasn't been a statue

But they don't know the real Bugz, 'cause you're just acting brand new

And they don't understand the hustle, they don't know what we had to

You're not really bad, Bugz, your gun didn't have bullets

You didn't shoot nobody, you weren't reppin' to the fullest

And rumor has it before you went jail that you got bullied

Speakin' of rumors, let me squash it

Okay, so for the record, it wasn't me that killed that little rapper

Come on, Bugz, whoever told you that is chattin' macca

And if it was that little lizard ****, he's a rat

He robs his own people, anything he says is cap

For the record, when you put it on my toes, I wasn't ready

Even though that jail food had you looking kinda heavy

I was never scared, I was really chillin' watchin' telly

I'm ready now, I'll keep shootin' till the clip's empty

If I killed him, don't you think I would be caught by now?

Like, don't you think he would be in my thoughts right now?

Yeah, I'm smokin' weed 'cause I'm about to go lie down

And think about the day I get to hold my crown

See, I'm a do a Bugzy Malone to the so-called

King of the North, 'cause that's my throne

And I don't care you're ten projects in

You know music's my thing, and I'm about to blow

[Pre-Chorus]

I remember when you used to make sad tunes and you was broken

But you was too emotional, man like me is frozen

Man like me is about to blow the game wide open

I'm a killer like Ben Stiller, that's my slogan, ayy

[Chorus]

And I got lots to say, I'll say it how I wanna say it

I can't believe you're actin' like you didn't know my name

If dissin' you has to be the thing that will make me famous

Then so be it, I'll do my bit, but don't call me a hater

[Outro]

Yo, Bugz

What's that, B?

There some cra— I get crazy DMs, you know (Yo, Bugz)

Yeah, I swear down (Yo, Bugz, yo, reply, G)

Haters, haha

Yo, Bugz, you fuckin' muppet

You're gonna accuse man of killin' man by accident

You get me, as if it was me that killed my man, you fuckin'—

Yo reply, bro, reply, bro, you little fuckin' shit bag

Yeah, that's it, you little punk, 'bout the king of the North

I'll show you the real fucking king of the North

Yo, Bugz

Yo, Bugz