Meka This, Meka That (FN Meka Diss)

Man, I just seen a article saying that this lame ass nigga just got a deal, man This old Mortal Combat unlockable character with no hands lookin' ass nigga Boy you look like Lil' Skies in disguise lame ass nigga You stole the man whole swag How you talkin' gangster in the booth, but you on TikTok dancing like a Fortnight Character Lame ass nigga You ain't even from that hood Do you remember the time when record labels recruited the real shooters Now they out here signing these losers inside computers FN Meka, who the hell is that Now is he black 'Cause the word around town is that it's cap They talkin' bout A.I. so I'm a cross you over Where robots die, I'll get you pumped like engine motors You hard online, but you ain't been around them cobras You say somethin' back then we gon' really have to show ya That goes for your owner that's doing your voiceovers The label that's gonna pay you for gentrifying the culture You got a song with Gunna and thought you was getting closer So now I feel like HOVA and this is my takeover Your whole image fabricated, imagined All the money, the cars, jewelry, and even medication So how you finally be a real boy Pinocchio ass nigga We play with real toys How you make believe and still ain't got you no bitches We ain't never ever seen no woman ever in them pictures I stop robots, so you can say I'm Will Smithian Got FNs for FN, or you can get this Smith& No kidding And there you have it Talkin' about some FN Meka Man, that FN stand for F*ck Nigga, man Come on now Its real artists starving in these streets, man And y'all wanna be signing robots Aye, aye, aye tell homie to pull up to GTA, we gon' run down on him and take all his money You already know he ain't got real cash Old broke ass, lame ass nigga How your whips CGI You ain't got 1 real Rolex Ain't got 1 real Lambo You ain't got no real nothing, boy You ain't built like that