Ballad Of The R3ap3r

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
I see you pussy niggas be lurking all on my page
That's the first flag, 'cause you first said you ain't worrying about what I say
Got these niggas sending me text messages showing they know where I stay
Bitch you may know where my block at, you won't spin it anyway
Not today, or tomorrow, 'cause you know just how I play
Trey mask on my face, fuck a case who gon' die today
Once I get ya' addy I'll be at a nigga right away
Treeshes sold you out for free and I know ya' hide aways
All these emotions got me flowing I won't hide the pain
I catch 'em strolling I'ma blow 'em with a smiley face
I feel my daughter and Lord Noah and they miles away
The devil tryna' keep me from 'еm in the foulest ways
I fight the firе with a hotter fire, watch you fry in place
Try to stay Godly, but they got me in my slimey face
Bitch when I want something I'ma scum something in a grimy way
How you got that muslim around FeFe, you all kind of fake
When you got head beat by a dead beat, you was tryna play it
Bragging about his religion, and you still don't take the time to pray
Like you big shit, but you conflicted and gone' die that way
'Cause if you did bitch, you would see I'm coming bombs away

[Hook/Chorus]
All the way (way), I'ma get this paper put it all in ya' face
On the wave (wave), ya' friends gone' get you made because they all on the page
Know they ways, niggas fear what they don't understand, then the shit turn to hate
I'm amazed, ahh, how these niggas cross the ones you loved and still show they face

[Verse 2]
Who put you onto ways to turn ya' dreams to reality
Disloyalty and jealousy is all you had for me
Been on this grind before these clowns and yet you doubted me
You hate me 'cause I speak this greatness guess that's how it be
And you know ya' artist got to go harder, still he ain't fucking with me
Funny thing is he ain't even on the level of the youngest ones that's with me
I got to thank you though 'cause you helped put back the thunder in me
Now all I care about is my kids and all this money with me
My nigga J Dot, my nigga ill Will and the couple scums that with me
Ain't worrying 'bout no fucking opp when all these guns is with me
Knew this was destiny anywhere I go they running with me
On my reaper shit, I got to go get 'em, they ain't gon' come and get me
On the way, with all these sparks and all these cannons
Came equipped to bring you niggas hard damage
Know the game, when God made me he made a savage
With some good that's the marriage
Hold it down 'til the end just how he planned it

[Hook/Chorus]
All the way (way), I'ma get this paper put it all in ya' face
On the wave (wave), ya' friends gone' get you made because they all on the page
Know they ways, niggas fear what they don't understand, then the shit turn to hate
I'm amazed, ahh, how these niggas cross the ones you loved and still show they face