Answer Machine Intro

Pssh, why would I- These niggas be hatin' You know what I'm sayin' I see through that shit, though Pssh, unh When I said I was the best, you told me that I wasn't I said I was that nigga, you told me I was buggin' I'm like, this nigga, and I don't know why, cause I'm the type to give you a shot if yo ass would fuckin' try I ain't that guy, I got the plug on speed dial I got enough money, if I go to jail, I'll beat trial, I swear to god If I was fibbin' in my raps then strike me down You seen somebody post my music on the gram, you like me now (Haha) I'm not easily fooled, easily influenced, when I'm down, I get to it, I don't cry about it I might've lied to my bitch but still ain't lie about it, get it? Ha, don't let that shit go over yo head, nigga I pop game, it's not the same between us And since you cheated, bitch, it ain't been the same between us I understand, you had to get your lick back, you was broke in half, Kit Kat, I was hurtin' bad, real shit What's her name, a real bitch, I won't say it cause I don't need you niggas in her DM tryna play with her I want her for myself Now a days I been movin' stealth, y'all don't see me But somehow I still pop up like a genie Me and pops been gettin' into it, on the phone, yellin' back and fourth I wonder if he hear himself in me when I get loud some more