Exile

West coast representing got no label independent
All my sadness never-ending got distaste and long resentment
For anybody approaching with shade you got me sideways
Bitch you barely started rapping you’re a fucking lightweight

I got tenure better than your shitty track you went and made
Send a report in infringing my name ain’t getting known or even paid
Go away all that effort that you spent’s another waste
Stepping up to YCK I swear I turn em into paste

Creeping while I rummage found your track inside the rubbish
No one wanna repost all the garbage that you publish
Better delete up any evidence you rapping for your benefit
Your whole career a sad disgrace you paid for all the plays

Tell it how I tell it do I even gotta spell it
You a L O S E R now own that label and go sell it
No one even care but I’m thinking that it’s fair
Shitty music shit results yeah the two do make a pair

I’m the physical embodiment of all the bad shit
That’s occurring in the world you hate to see it happen
Tell me numbers names of motherfuckers dropping as often as I do
How many of these bitches listening hate what I do

I be cold blooded it’s like I’m a reptile
Yeah I been among the best I’m the one percentile
I don’t fuck with no one ever I’m alone in exile
You just do the same shit and I say that’s a dead style

Popping off I’m on the radar
Moving forward call me Neymar
I don’t care about the cash
They spend they’re subpar

Bitch don’t get it twisted
I’m a fucking misfit
This shit ain’t adding up
And I know I’m no mathematician