Blind To The Bull$#!t

[Intro]
VI on the beat nigga

[Verse 1]
Uh, flow still on point
Still putting verses down with that ball point
Right now i'm your focal point
Scoring bitches, you can't reach my fuckin' points
Nigga, i hope you get my point
Or get smoked up like ten joints
Your bitch be takin' shots, point blank
I blew her mind, ask her what she think
I'm a real nigga, fuckin' real bitches
Ain't no pill nigga, but i'm dope bitches
Your girl ride me, road to riches
Fresh haircut, no (no.no,no) sticthes
Haters always lookin', but they never see me
Niggas always rappin' but they never top me
In fact they copy me, they all clones nigga
They trynna be tight, huh! Tourniquets

[Hook]
I got money on my mind
And i'm always on the grind
Haters talk shit from behind
I see all of this hate but, i just act blind
I'm blind to all the bullshit
(The bullshit)
Allergic to that fakeshit

[Verse 2]
Kiss my ass, and talk shit about me
I swear this bitches act up when they all around me
Trynna get a nigga, like the latest trend
Trynna have a nigga, like that handbag
Just know, i don't ever beg bitches
I just bag-pack bitches
And i don't mean to brag niggas, but i'm fuckin' fly bitches
I'm the shit, and i'm going HAM
Excuse my french, but i don't like polony
Ugcwele ngumoya, ingathi uyi-Baloni
Ndigcwala ngam, kanoboni
And'natshomi, no new friends
And i'm riding solo, but u'm never lonely
Imperfection my clique, and your bitch got our pic
And she's gonna suck our dicks.I'm just painting you that pic
Vividly, you niggas green with envy, Hulk nigga
I get this bitches in bulk nikka
And my dreams are getting bigger, while your hopes are getting smaller
My shortcomings are getting taller, Urg!

[Hook]
Song End