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Yeah, yeah I said don't talk shit Fifty on my head, that's kinda cheap, that's barely opp shit But I load the clip because you left me with no option Funny how you're runnin' out the backdoor when I walk in I don't gotta chase you 'cause that red dot got you locked in Yeah, that's the remedy When you're surrounded by so many enemies So many clones, they've been plotting the end of me Bitin' my vision, they hate on me openly I'm sick of this shit, man, I'm the OG Michael Myers, Freddy Kruger Haunt your drеams, make you retire Sеt your whole damn world on fire I'm an artist, all y'all copycats, yeah, that's sadly facts Makin' moves that go beyond just rap, you're stuck in the past I've been in my motherfuckin' bag while you're droppin' trash So far up my ass, man, I should probably charge you fuckers rent Acting crazy, load the clip then I shut 'em up, they'll be dead to me Yeah, I stick around, there's no escaping, they won't step to me Swear I just surround myself with ones who really bled for me Built a fuckin' empire off shit I started at seventeen I said don't talk shit Fifty on my head, that's kinda cheap, that's barely opp shit SongtexteBut I load the clip because you left me with no option Funny how you're runnin' out the backdoor when I walk in I don't gotta chase you 'cause that red dot got you locked in Yeah, that's the remedy When you're surrounded by so many enemies So many clones, they've been plotting the end of me Bitin' my vision, they hate on me openly I'm sick of this shit, man, I'm the OG Michael Myers, Freddy Kruger Haunt your dreams, make you retire Set your whole damn world on fire It's spooky season and you know I'm bringing treats You ain't heard me sound like this before, I leave 'em all deceased So don't push me, all you writing tweets would slobber on my meat I don't make music for virgins anymore, so now they leave Except they don't, they still on my dick They always pry 'n poke to get a reaction Say they're not a fan, but won't leave me alone Are you a fan? Are you a critic? Honestly, there is no difference 'Cause the more y'all talk about me, that's just more that I can spend I've been busy stacking M's, livin' the life you'll never live So go focus on yourself instead of me, maybe you'll win And all the rappin' shit aside, at least the time we had was fun If I'm not hittin' for you now, I hope you find someone that does Ah Aus Songtexte Mania