Fun Guy

You wasted 2 minutes of my fuckin life All this preparation time and you ain't sayin nothin nice Corny line, oh that was cool, baggy clothes, funny jokes It took you seven months for this, now nigga where the fuckin smoke If I say it in a verse, just know it's all facts Since you mention me, keep that energy when it's off wax How I feel about his diss, shit was all wack Mad bitch on a keyboard, shit was all cap Aw snap, they got me right back in my zone again Came back to the bars like I ain't never coming home again Right back to the bars like I had to pay my phone again Or tryin to drink patron again, you get it bihh, I'm goin in Know it's him, I said that shit bout Kimberly and it's no offense She never leavin, now you Living Single, word to Overton Don't pretend, this shit feel like destiny, I'm supposed to win It's no suspense, you try and stop, it's barking like a Doberman Who cold as him, I could really do this in my sleep dog You write it on a lily pad and still wouldn't leap frog Reach God, got me feeling like I'm Dot Now You miss a shot and arms get extended like I boxed out I pop out, I'm with the gang And hands down, I been had that fire like I was Kane A menace to society, feeling like I was Kane Now I'm killing my brother, I really feel like I'm Cain Shit simple, you either gonna live or you gonna die nigga Wrong words'll have a Klaw on Clippers like Kawhi nigga Lord forgive me, I'm still sinnin, I'm tryin stop But I got a habit for baggin and I ain't tryin shop The Clinic really really been finished, I'm on a different road This why I keep my distance from niggas, we on a different code And then you had the nerve to call me Piccolo The fuckin realest nigga in the show Lets get it tho, said you want the smoke and now you bitchin up Kizzy I was really just trolling, see how you switchin up And I'm not even a battle rapper my nigga, Mike shut that bitch shit up Cause troll or not, you throw a shot and now I just don't give a f*ck Listen up, stop dissin my niggas and come talk to me Keep it Drizzy, Big Sean, 2 Chainz, that's all for me A wise man said you miss every shot that you don't shoot But you hittin everything except what you supposed to Question, nigga is we rappin or we Roastin If I said I had respect for you, was actually joking And now you tryin to act like you ain't been a fan since way back Nigga that's a straight fact, now dare me play the tape back Like wait scrap, member back when Relay threw that cypher shit I was goin off, had everybody gettin hype and shit You was turnin groupie, sounding goofy like you nice as shit Man I really like ya shit, sounding just like a bitch Why you tagging Skillz and KO like they supposed to help Nigga this is me vs you, not nobody else I wasn't trolling, really feel like they ain't sick as me Can't fix your hard drive, but know how to wipe some memories