Whoever It Hurts

Yeah Yeah Yeah... look All I do is, write pain thru a paper and pencil Never stencil Don't want these niggas to catch an issue What I been thru Alot of these haters would seem unfit to And commit to Trucking like there was nothing wrong with you Some would wish you Left for dead behind a ginsu When they get you Them same f*ck niggas act like they miss you That's a bitch move My bad, didn't see the bitch in you Let's attend to These pussy cats I'm hoping Mel wit you Look... When I was sick as shit, one hand I can count it with Moving kinda healthy now, niggas wanna play counterfeit Bugging like a bunny just hoping on any kind of dick Dotty in his bag now pussy I'm airing out the shit F*ck a cup of tea, grab the bottle of Arbor Mist Look, I'm bout to spill the beans dare you to call me on some shit Niggas rob their best friend turning up like they got a lick Bitches robbin B.D's just so they have the baddest fit All these pussies created is what I'm mad about Pricks'll hate their sibling just so they can get madder clout How can you make real cheese next to a rat or mouse? I can see your money is funny, now what is that about? Y'all screaming loyalty but ya quick with the tattle route Snitching is your image, but I can tell that you mask it out But swear y'all really make noise, it's just your baffles out Boy don't make me end ya real early and pick ya casket out Hahaha... Yeah Boy don't make me end ya real early and pick ya casket out Haha... Yeah Yeah its just your baffles out Don't mug me sideways pussy know I'm a pedigree Look I hardly chop it with friends so f*ck an enemy Shit, I barely dap it up with the people that's kin to me Bet you there's a couple now plotting on me like Kennedy Some would catch me slippin when I was sippin on Hennessy Now I talk to Mary Jane, shawty right there the remedy I can see them questioning where the f*ck I get energy Everything you hear in your speakers that shit is really me I don't know why you thought that shit was fictional Wasn't trying to fake it to make it, my life was miserable Had to fight the system, they labeled me as a criminal If I rocked a hoodie, then they would say I'm a typical Nigga that would fit the description of their originals Had to move it different, no longer played the despicable Blossom like a flower to stop acting invisible Look my enemies in the face and be forgivable Life's to short to try to put people in the dirt I'm not trying to be the digital printing on someones shirt And plus I'm praying I don't bury my children first Gotta right my wrongs, so this is for whoever it hurts Damn Got right my wrongs, so this is for whoever it hurts Haha I'm praying I don't have to bury my children first