Fuckboys E

Say, Uh, look. I tell a man straight, I handle my business. Facts. Middle finger to my critics. Fuck 'em. They wanna see me diminished. 'Cause all of my writing prolific. Okay. I gotta be one of the realest. Realest. I get it the way that I live It. Live it. It's only my all that I'm Giving. Uh. I ain't in no competition. Benny, I play my position. Yeah. All that I'm asking is listen. I'm just a man on a mission, trying to Keep food in my kitchen. Take it before it was given. Facts. Wouldn't say that I did if I didn't. Nope. If I'm lying, then lock me in prison. Uh. I make all my own decisions. I've been in messed up predicaments. Ay. No one's pretending they innocent. I ain't on keeping my feelings and whoever said That I fell is ridiculous. Concrete jungle. What? These are the signs of the wickedness. If I don't charge for a feature, it's a Privilege. Chick magnet, don't let me where your Women is. I make a lesbo curious. Bada-bing, Mr. Fast and Furious. I send her home with experience. I make her swallow my miniatures. Follow me, I'll paint you to the pyramids. Nah, I'm just kidding, just lyrics, I'm a lyricist. Tell a hater to fuck their opinion. Ghost like a girl on her period. I ain't paying no mind to a fuckboy. Life on the line and my life in my Rhymes. Man, I ride till I die for a Slice of the pie. Lot of time on the Grind, I ain't riding no fuckboys. I ain't riding no fuckboys. Rappers tell lies 'cause they fuckboys. Them man are gay, probably fuckboys. Fuckboys, I ain't riding no fuckboys. I ain't paying no mind to a fuckboy. Life on the line and my life in my Rhymes. Man, I ride till I die for a Slice of the pie. Lot of time on the Grind, I riding no fuckboys. I ain't riding no fuckboys. Rappers tell lies 'cause they fuckboys. Them man are gay, probably fuckboys. Look. Fuckboys, I ain't riding no I tell a Man straight, only real G's on my playlist. Anything I want, I take it. I came from the bottom where it's dangerous. Before I rapped, my name was popping on the Pavement. B&B, that's the wave. The streets have been waiting. I'm in a league that they ain't in, but I'd rather rap here than be famous. And I don't see none of these guys. Pure fuckboys, fuck all these guys. I can see through all their fake smiles, that's Why I got no love for these guys. Stuck on the grind, grub on the line. Feds trying to fuck up my vibe. I don't pay no mind to a fuckboy. It's just me and my brothers for life. Me and Banks going ham back to back on The track, it's ridiculous. All this gas that these rappers be chatting on Tracks, to be honest, I ain't really hearing it. Me, I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the Best, and that's point-blank, period. You, you'll get left on the stretcher for messing With me or my siblings. There's levels to this rap stuff. I heard your mixtape, it's wack, bruv. I didn't even like one track, bruv. I threw that shit straight out the cab, bruv. That's a waste of my time. Money talks, so I stay on my grind. Stay in your lane 'cause I'm staying in mine. Tell a fuckboy I don't pay him no mind. I ain't paying no mind to a fuckboy. Life on the line and my life in my Rhymes. Man, I ride till I die for a Slice of the pie. Lot of time on the Grind, I ain't riding no fuckboys. I ain't riding with no fuckboys. Rappers tell lies 'cause they fuckboys. Them man are gay, probably fuckboys. Fuckboys, I ain't riding no fuckboys. I ain't paying no mind to a fuckboy. Life on the line and my life in my Rhymes. Man, I ride till I die for a Slice of the pie. Lot of time on the Grind, I ain't riding no fuckboys. I ain't riding no fuckboys. Rappers tell lies 'cause they fuckboys. Them man are gay, probably fuckboys. Fuckboys, I ain't riding with no fuckboys.