Can’t Troll Me

[Verse: Mdot 59]
I was the one that these bitches would laugh at, I had to throw on my backpack
Shit got real in the field, only thing that I had was a heart, word to bro, had to stash that
Like, where the fuck is my mask at? Tried to stay out of the way, but they never had nothin' to say ’bout me or could laugh at
Now where the fuck is the Makks at? Multiple scenes on the niggas that’s trollin', they can’t really troll me
Like, in a step back, reach for my backpack, swish me a three, niggas know they can’t hold me
Like, I done walked up on feet, risked it all for the bros that I lost, give a fuck what they told me
Fuck all this rap shit, I need a basket, like, they don’t want me to bring out that old me
Niggas be speakin' on shit that they really don’t know, like so we out to the Kreeps
How can they troll me? How can they mention my side? I done made niggas pick up they feet
Like, back to back, niggas spinnin', repeat, no V or the bike, had to walk up on feet
No time for your mask, let’s see a shot right now, better wrap your face with the tee, like
Like, niggas mentionin' 46, over there we done emptied the full clip, like
Niggas got me on that bullshit, the boys on the corner, niggas still tryna toss it
Yeah, I got low, I was still swingin' my shits since the back with my G on the torso
Any Makk that I seen, I had, word to bro I'ma throw on a Makk, niggas not with the talkin', like
Like, so we out to the O’s, niggas be lyin', they ducked from the pole
Like, had to throw up a O, then I start bangin' my G, niggas duckin' they fro
Shout out the Makk, we could’ve had us a Makk, but it jammed and the nigga got low
Niggas be cap, they really act for the net, we been bangin' for all of the shows, like (Word to bro)
Like, take a trip to the dark, we the ones lettin’ it spark
Niggas keep trollin', niggas keep droppin', we smokin' the Jet, this shit hurtin' they heart, like
Like, niggas not with the actin', Pop tried to duck, almost ducked in a casket
We want the poof, niggas not with the taggin', like, ass shot should’ve been in a basket, like
Everybody keep screamin' this, "Get back" shit, we the reason they throw for the Jet
Most of these niggas that’s trollin' never had touched me, never had banged for they set
Nazzy gon' blitz on a Makk, niggas not with the Makkin', we the one blitzin' they 'jects
These niggas know how we get, one shot, chest shot, home run, tryna score like the Mets
Like, like, lil bro’s blackin’, yeah, I got hopped, better ask 'em what happened
Bangin' the G back to back, I’m in fashion, call up the Ape if you think that I’m cappin'
Like, that’s a Makk on a bike, we was blackin’, like, had to back out the G up in Jackson
Like, put the pole to his face, what they jack? Cocked it back in his face, niggas thought he was Makkin’