[Hook]

Hater why you actin' like a ho?

Everytime I see you your head hangs low

Tell me, girl why you be stressin' me for time?

When you tell me you love me, can't you see I'm tryna climb?

Damn hater why you acting like such a bitch

Scared to face me in person we know you a snitch

Come here baby why you always insecure?

Hold on tight to your man and be sure

Verse 1:

Came in this rap shit simply hated

Rhymes too dope need to be translated

I am the bravest, Killing all of my enemies

Give money to charities while making legacys

'But these next lines for my haters son cuz they need medicine

My Mac, it weighed a ton, I need me a better gun

Bullets so light like the sun these haters better run

And I got something to prove

Forgive me lord here they come, BLAOOW

Hook

Verse 2:

My street mentality causes my fatality

Living my life with multiple personalities

Killing these fakers cuz they be wasting my time

I'm not another rapper that just puts it in rhymes

If God is real then I must be the messiah

Start a riot from a wire cuz that shit brings me higher

As the streets erupt you see your home covered in flames

Ask yourself with DJay why did I play so many games

One day y'all have to decide who's your allegiance

The day you decide is when you confront all your demons

Believe me I know I lived the experience

But the only difference is my rhymes actually show brilliance

You rappers rap bout shit you know nothing of

A real rapper that's someone we need to make something of

Am I the real one I think that's common sense

And at my expense their's no need for defense damn

Hook

Verse 3:

Hold on tight baby cuz you ain't had a man lately

Stop being so lazy and listen to my words they be so tasty

In the music industry bravery is considered slavery

How can I be brave if no one is a slave to me

That's the logic

They try to control us but we can't stop it

Whenever I drop an album I expect you to cop it

Enough with the nonsense you ain't gon cop it

Selling my music on the streets that's how every story goes

Just another rapper feeling glory getting hoes

But you see their's a difference between hoes and females

Hit me up in person then we can talk in details

You all talking shit but when i'm around were best friends

Stop with the petty games stop playing pretend

But then again everybodys getting cut off in the end

Give em all these chances to drop their apologies

Cuz apparently honesty isn't one of their qualities

I give chances for them to skip that ass beating

They say me influenced by anyone they call that cheating

I ain't gon chase you it ain't worth my time

I done served my time I done finished my crimes

Please battle rap throw your best rhymes

And i'll make your dead ancestors turn in their grave 74 times!

Whos the King!