Receipts

I done told all y'all I moved to a new lane New niggas with some new aims But still the' nigga' think issa game Whole squad got that new flame They won't remember you niggas' names Line 'em up let the pistol bang Kill shot when I make it rain You niggas gon' get it rough You niggas gon' give it up Been chillin' right in the cut Whippin' on a daily, I'm you niggas' plugs Bunch mini-me's so we finna eat But hella niggas gotta know their place I'm checking egos so they know my steez But every rapper thinking it's a phase Imma, reload for the fuck boy And I'm with the free smoke for the long haul Southside, Northside, know we go hard Westside, Eastside, Imma own dawg I ain't with the clout chasing like a hoe, dawg Niggas know me everywhere that I go, dawg O-M-I-D been a hoe, dawg Sucking dick the only time you're gonna blow, dawg Ah, I been tryna lay low Fuck more, live good, get peso Show love, lift y'all for the culture But nigga' lurk 'round me like vultures I'm a real rap god in this town, boy That's why the'e fools wan' take away the crown, boy Fuck I look like beefin' with you clowns, boy You live in St. Albert, outta town, boy Know your place, play it safe You ain't movin' at this pace Momma's boy, daddy's toy We all know how you was raised Never hood, always good Always gained your teachers' praise I'm from nothing, life was dusty Really had some grimy ways Ya fucking imposter, you not on this roster Of rappers who bossed up The beauty of making your way to the top With integrity you couldn't fathom that I hustle so I could put every rapper in the city on You know that it ain't cap Cuz you know that you was the little bro I was putting on since way back You had a song called "World Injustice" I was thinking you was down with the real, real Told me that people of colour was dumb And that you was just banking on how they feel Couldn't believe all those foul words Please tell me that was all a joke Cuz I got receipts on receipts And I'm pullin' up any second if you want the smoke Oooh, nigga dare try me You gon' prolly have to snipe me Cuz I'm raining bullets on bullets I'm shooting at your whole squad blinded Imma reload and repeat Target your face with the beam Wet 'em like it's no biggie, he gon' think it's all a dream While "Juicy" playing on the scene Put dem niggas all to sleep And I am reigning all supreme I be meaning what I say, and saying everything I mean Murder, murder is the theme They not gon' get it with me Mans got some nerve though Sayin' my name when they know how it go Calling my name on a podcast though Do you rap or do you internet troll? That's cool slut but I don't play hoe Don't give props like, "that's big bro" When you see me out-and-about with the squad Don't kiss my feet like, "your shit cold" No, I'm not your friend or your peer Keep that energy from here On wax, off wax, told you my stance and that shit is clear And this goes to every rapper in the city Don't mention my name with your mouth Got niggas who biting my style and my flows And they got the nerve to be dissin' now I humbled myself for so long playing underdog So niggas could make it up Oh well, farewell, we cutting ties and niggas about to starve It's the revenge of the meek They know better when I speak Got the first scapegoat in the hands of a GOAT No mercy, no retreat I'm in all kinda bags You just all kinds of mad They know these verses is hearses And none of y'all boys' about to last, real talk