Miss Me

I tell em, miss me Ayy ayy I tell em, Miss me Miss me with that bullshit that you're talking, you ain't with me No you ain't with me I tell em, miss me Miss me with that bullshit that you're talking, you ain't with me A frenemy, coz to my enemies you're trying to diss me Who you pretend to be, snakes tendencies I pity You, your jealousy, my empathy, can't save these pickney's From themselves Coz they're selfish only thinking of themselves But I do this for my city Family and friends you're coming with me Fakes I won't miss them, before they miss me, miss me Look I'm back and I'm better with my awkward style Ain't been able to write in months but I think that it's time that I forced it out In Slough I'm loved, but some thugs want to give me the awkward smile I've been stabbed in the back by friends, no names but I'm making it awkward now I could come for the heads but instead I was getting that head in my Portsmout house They in my thoughts for now Be careful who you talk around Coz people snapchat while you talk aloud and tell me whenever you call me out This six ft ain't just six ft, so there's no talking down This six foot, come with six foot, so that means There's four of us now You do ten toes on road, I keep my ten toes in my bed I took a year out but I'm here now and I'm still ten steps ahead You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes They're booby trapped to take off your legs My shoes are white now they'r red Miss me Miss me with that bullshit that you're talking, you ain't with me A frenemy, coz to my enemies you're trying to diss me Who you pretend to be, snakes tendencies I pity You, your jealousy, my empathy, can't save these pickney's From themselves Coz they're selfish only thinking of themselves But I do this for my city Family and friends you're coming with me Fakes I won't miss them, before they miss me, miss me Now I'm back and I'm better bare guys when I battle me It don't matter b, I got strategy I make one guy a casualty, till his boys come Then I'll show them art like a gallery My hobbies take apart bodies, till I work out the anatomy of a weakling Who's frequent at deceiving by speaking ever so casually Liars, snakes, fakes, waste, liars People I hate, jakes, liars All of them bare face liars I don't do bare face lying Ah, I promise When I write bars I'm always honest You and your cats don't blast off, or you would be Team rocket Stop it, stop it, bare guys all stand and astonished Their bubbles, I've popped it Red cup full a calpol coz I'm still dodging the coffin Bare man want pinkies but turn blue from chasing the rings like sonic I'm in charge it's messy here, mandem think that I'm Boris I'll cut you off like messy hair, and I won't think nothing of it F*ck Boris man You better miss me, I tell em miss me