[Michael Wright, John Terrell, Dave East]
My style, nigga, even tryna riff like me
Aye, man, why do you get your boy outta here and detox him
You want my spot, Flash? Hm?

Slum dwellin´, scum suckin´, slug ass mo´fucker
You want my spot, Flash!? Huh?
Well you ain´t gon get it!
´Cause you ain´t got it
You? You been on my dick, nigga
You love my style
(I wanna be him)
I know
Harlem

I guess niggas wanna be famous, that shit cool with me
I´m what they aspire to be, shit they mood is me
That Instagram chattin´ ain´t really movin´ me
You mad at yourself, that shit ain´t got nothin´ to do with me
Damn, homie, couple years ago it looked like you would be the man, homie

What the fuck happened to you? Your origins don´t attract bread
You one gram away from being a crackhead
Your shit got quiet, you had to act dead
Dick eater, ball grabber
You wanted to be me since wet met, you just a tall rapper (dat all)
None of them kids around your way even look up to you (none)
You just seen me, show me love, that´s the shit suckers do (sucker)
How you let the moves that I´m makin´ really hurt your life?
Know you don´t like me, when you see me you give me merchandise?
I threw that bum ass hat out on the Bruckner (on God)
Japan trash and you ain´t even nicer than your brother (no)

All them niggas in your comments pussy, they wanted verses
If they don´t rap, they don´t even matter, them niggas worthless (who are they)
I´m the reason you thinkin´ you could be relevant
That shit you sniffin´, you should be sellin´ it, thought you´d never switch
Before this Gucci, you knew me for straight hoodies
How you from the Bronx and can´t get a feature from A Boogie?
That´s word to Tookie, this Harlem Mafia Crip (Loc)
If it´s smoke then it´s smoke, don´t tried to hide with no diss (with no diss)
I had niggas you never seen on your block coolin´ (ready)
Tried to bring you out in Texas, this nigga couldn´t stop droolin´ (Pookie)

You a fiend, you on Molly, you on lean
You on Xannies, you on Percs, you wear panties and a skirt (pussy)
Get a Funk Flex freestyle ´fore you think about talkin´ slick
And tell your little homie, one shot deals, to get off my dick (please)
I tried to be humble as long as I could
These niggas is fans, I got fans in all of they hoods
We was doin´ shows together (uhh), never hit no hoes together (none)
You´s a weirdo and, honestly, in your heart, you know I´m better (you know)
80´s side? Homie, you´s a military Navy guy
You the dirtiest rapper in New York and every day I´m fly (fly)
You ain´t rich rollin´, you strugglin´ stuck

And everytime you saw me nigga it was nothing but love (all love)
Go watch my KD video, you in that shit dancin´
You ain´t know that askin´ for smoke help get you cancer?
Die slow, ya´ll niggas doin´ this for retweets
And I still call Budda Da Future, when I need beats (when I need beats, my nigga)
Since you love Wayno, go make a million with him
Phone out to recordin´, can´t wait to say you chillin´ with him
(You a groupie)
I call my locs in L.A and they never heard of you (nobody)
I call my locs in New York and they never heard of you (nobody)
My Philly niggas don´t bang, they just want to murder you

You wanted some minutes of fame, I guess you deserve a few (I got you)
I prey to Allah you take this personal
Twin caskets, one of them bastards gon´ share a hearse with you
Spit in your face, you´s a stan
Your brother shop in Chinatown how the fuck y´all call him Japan? (ha)
A label from your deal, that´s something you want
You got to stop mixin´ dust in your blunt (stop)
You got to stop sniffin´ coke (stop)
Make a song to give your niggas some hope
It ain´t nothin for us to bet cause all them niggas broke
That window of opportunity closin´ fast (closed)
If there´s a race in New York, all I know is these niggas last (niggas last)
You still live in the same building where I met you

Sucker niggas gassin´ you, tellin´ you that you special (you ain´t shit)
It´s sad none of them rappers your respect, respect you (none)
Them dirty ass Chucks, I´m ´bout to re-up on jet fuel (we out)
Bum-ass nigga you older than me
As far as the industry, don´t nobody know you but me (nobody)
I´m up in Harlem everyday, tell me who targetin´ me (who?)
Niggas just wanna be my friends, they tryna argue with me (not today)
I even put you on my mixtape, I ain´t want to shoot no video
You niggas is corny, word to Debo, you´ll don´t hear me though
Don´t have us campin´ on your block

Layin´ up under cars, you drunk already, you can´t handle these shots
You like Pookie when Ice-T tried to help him get on the right track (uh)
Them drugs keep callin´ you, I know it´s real hard to fight back
They always on us, ain´t got to ask, where the pipe at?
You can never do what I did, I know you don´t like that
When niggas mention New York and name don´t ever come up
Suck my dick, catch me in traffic, sundown to sun-up
I got signed by a legend, I´mma always have one-up (always)
Before I even took this shit serious, had my thumbs up

Heard you was Gangsta Crip (uh)
But now you Neighborhood (word?)
I´m out in Cali with it, you niggas just play your hood
Got niggas callin´ me and I ain´t ´bout to say you good
Y´all did bad, ain´t nothin´ you can say that´s gon´ make it good (not a word)
Could of had a meetin´ there was somethin´ to discuss
I´m clutchin´ on this pistol, y´all niggas just clutchin´ my nuts
At least I got a sprinter for niggas, y´all jump from the bus (word)
I´m fuckin´ with Snoop, fuckin´ with ´Kiss, fuckin´ with Puff (legends)
You fuckin´ with blues, fuckin´ with sniff, fuckin´ with dust (dope)
You ever did a tour, we puttin´ a bomb under your bus (boom)
I might stunt through Central Park, Horse and Carriage my niggas
You look like a custy, on God, you embarrass your niggas
Fuck favors, from here on out, I´m embarassin´ niggas (fuck ´em)
They already dead, I got the money to bury them niggas (chargin´)
1 point 5 in year, you can´t even imagine
Too many subliminals, honestly I needed some action (I love it)
I got a label I could give you a deal
You stressin´, probably finessin´ the perk man just to give you a pill
Pussy boy, I´m in a different degree
Cashin´ out, I´m gettin´ what niggas is gettin for a brick just to speak
I know you want my spot, why the fuck else you mentionin´ me? (why else?)
Ain´t got to put a bag on you cause you gon´ get it for free (nothin´)
Ain´t goin´ back and forth, see me when you see me my nigga
You even went braided your hair, you wanna be me lil nigga

How your man call you a bum-ass nigga?
One and done, no back and forth, man
Karma 2
I love this shit