frenemy

Emotions they really pushing me...
Why the f*ck are you looking at me...
All that hatred is really misplaced, you stuck in this fucking rat race along with the rest the human race...
Ha ha! and you think I’m the fucking waste ayyy...
I’m not the fucking enemy...
You act like you wanna be a friend to me, but really you just a frenemy...
You really thought all that come f*ck me shit was persuasive, but really bitch you just basic...
Your time was just wasted...
That shit was fucking pervasive...
You wanna judge me on my lack of the rhapsody, but really you don't know crap about me....
You really just don’t know
But half of me...
Not what the f*ck happened to me...
You all the same model...
You know what yall can go swallow ;) ...
It must be hard to constantly stay on full throttle, consistently hitting the bottle...
You really just the basic model...
You know my qualities make you wanna re-embody me...
But you can't just copy me...

my grit is what makes me me...
It’s all in this fucking melody...
Rappin this shit on a daily, I'm so hype bitch... You can’t fucking ignore me...You sick bitch?... Or you trying to get more of me?.....
Sick bitch? Well then f*ck you bitch you boring me...
Ain't trying to catch a case...
Nah bitch my time I’m not gonna waste...
Not catching another felony...
So check check...
Check out my melody...
This hard beat makes you want more of me...
You know what bitch?
Go have fun with your fucking conformity... I’m trying to find the one that means more to me....
a real nigga thats on some chill ish thats looking for a real bitch...
Not a fucking frenemy but a true friend to me.
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