Diddy Did It

I gotta rap hard cause i gotta make it out Even if my dentist put my tooth out In the benz in my city on roll out On the highway, but i never get high Work so hard motherfuckin" money multiply Nine to five, pay my bills till my rap fly Shout out to my homies in big queens, brooklyn, bronx, nyc, bitch Since you be bugging, i keep my own plan that shit was so stunning Since you see my success, don’t you be running away from your problems you can’t live without them My money, my money is my money You be so mean but you acting so funny But you know, talk about the shit, you deserve it I am about to win, i convert it Twenty-four seven i keep on it Put my hat on like i am part of chronic Tell them man what time it is right now System thumping, go live right now Kendrick is dissing Drake is dissing Metro mixing Cole is fixing Snoop was shocked, ai is rapping Rick ross’s tripping Diddy was kissing It’s none of ya business, how i do ma business Just shut down your shit, sit-down and listen Don’t f*ck with me if you don’t like my opinion Check mate i win this shit, that’s my dominion This not a diss track, that’s only warm up F*ck what you say, wasn"t that brother love Thanks for attention, boy i don’t give a f*ck That wasn"t planned, i think i said enough I am on a plane, fly to new york, think i am insane Imma be part of american rap game Patiently waiting till i hit my prime man My homie had birthday party last night “in da club” banging, sipping bacardi Did diddy really do some shit We are not playing his music bitch Did diddy really do some shit I see people be talking, maybe they witness shit Why’ve been calling yourself bad boy, not the bad boy, you the wack boy, gotta dissed by kazakh boy Why you was so mad on basel weekend Words were exchanged, are jealous to drake Why don’t you blow some candle on cake What the f*ck you mean when you call man daddy Fight with j. cole, i remember that shit Confronted with rappers still think that you big Don’t you realize that you make people sick Sick of the zesty shit that you are going with Do you really wanna know who did this shit You better look at the mirror you find some Shit Gotta motherfuckin’ three lawsuits in a week That wasn"t even really some gangsta shit Oops, i suppose you never was that legit You be capping about yourself, 0-100 real quick Real quick, real quick King who, combs who Who the f*ck just passed mic to you Pull to the southside Better stay outside Oops i mean inside locked up in ya daddy’s crib F*ck is wrong with you Boy don’t play F*ck is wrong with you I am insane F*ck is wrong with you Wanna play some gangsta shit Nah nah nah Me i am not a gangsta I just know the law Since you wanna talk shit, i think you want some more I don’t really wanna talk about this shit Bitch stay away, i just wanna say Don’t take me shopping, don’t take me shopping I don’t need that, i don’t need that Don’t take me shopping, don’t take me shopping I don’t need this shit, i don’t need this shit Don’t take me shopping, don’t take me shopping I don’t need that, i don’t need that Don’t take me shopping, don’t take me shopping I don’t need this shit, i don’t need this shit This is the reason we ain’t playing this shit This is the reason we ain’t playing this shit Did diddy really do some shit Did diddy really do some shit Did diddy really do some shit We are not playing his music bitch Did diddy really do some shit We are not playing his music bitch Did diddy really do some shit Did diddy really do some shit Did diddy really do some shit We are not playing his music bitch