blackballed

[Intro]
(I love you, Shyne)

[Verse]
Up that doom a nigga where his face be
Knock a pussy nigga out his shell toes
Couldn't give a fuck if niggas hate me
Tell me why I just be hearing names?
I don't even really know these niggas, why you talk on me and gang?
Boy, just stay up in your lane
Matter fact, boy, slow down
We not really tryna hear that shit
You gon' make the hoes fear that shit
Basically, you scaring the hoes
How my shorty, she rockin' her frames in the mirror, she bad and she know it
Know y'all be forcing y'all self to go listen to bro, that shit ass and you know it
He need to stick to the beats, get the fuck off the mic, he can't rap and he know it
Right now, I'm slightly annoyed
These niggas feeding you poison
This shit just keep fucking going
One day, y'all niggas gon' realize this shit is mother fuckin' real life
Step out the crib, lose the ego
Can't beef with no dusties, let's talk 'bout some money
Did you even graduate? Hell nah, you a dummy
How yo' brother laugh at you? He say he yo' dog though?
Y'all not really tight knit? It's not really like that?
How the fuck y'all dirty mack? How you don't feel feminine?
Grown ass niggas giggling, what box Jovan livin' in?
Hit the gym for thirty minutes, you ain't put no fuckin' work
Over hoes, y'all go berserk
Nigga was in boys school, he was wit them white niggas
Why the fuck he talk like that? Put 'em in a trash bin
Why he get out, walk like that?
Stick to being sidekicks 'fore you catch some fye shit
Better fall in line, quick 'less you tryna die, bitch

[Outro]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, this how he talk right there
Trashcan, trashcan, hahahaha
Ahahaha, ahahaha