King Con Freestyle II

F*ck 'em! Imma say it with my whole chest F*ck Tylo and f*ck Wes Guarantee them boys upset Imma kill 'em then what's next? Tylo May copies J.I.D Wil' Wes sound like Bhad Bhabie None of y'all can ball in my league Icon be the MVP Radio time don't mean shit to me You ain't competition you just an enemy Lyrically murder you no one's preventing me All of you all against me it's a victory, ooh! You can't handle the truth Understand that you're doomed Put you all in your tomb Yeah, yeah, look Walk around on your grave All my music get played I honestly hope you get paid But you probably won't cuz you play with my name I got the vision right now I'm on a mission right now I'm hearing crickets right now Why you go missing right now? I be really making art I be really making noise Imma split it with the boys Killing y'all no choice If you make a response Send it to my inbox I ain't gonna hear it otherwise Because everything you do flops You ain't dealing with the old me I'm bout to get fitted for rollies I'm bout to pull up with the brodies And you disappear like Kenobi Tried to get you in the studio I throw assists, like I'm Ricky Rubio If you want in, then you tell me who you know If you throw shots, I catch 'em like Julio, ah!