2-7

You know sometimes I like to let the beat build And sometimes I just gotta talk my shit Why not do a little bit of both Used to be the nice guy Now I'm like f*ck that Used to love to write rhymes Now I'm like f*ck rap 100 times probably called it quits Sick of all the politics F*ck waiting on acknowledgment Tuned out the bullshit, I can't follow it Yeah, I couldn't believe They went and switched on me Man, I gave em all the key And I paid em all they fees But they still acting funny Never left them hungry I guess they think I let the ship sink But au contraire, we still here Got diggers on my line, Yeah, texting all the time It's funny how these dimes Always need a dime But, I ain't got the time To spare If you ain't fucking Beware You are getting curved My dear Captain save-a-you is not here But they like that Ignant shit, so I write that You got the right to take offense Got the game by a vice like Michael Pence You ain't even in mi clasa, you a bastard I'm a master This is how you talk when fear ain't a factor 2-6 divorced the bullshit 2-7 unloading all the clips