FOOLED YOU TWICE

[Part I]

[Intro]
Mm, mm

[Verse]
This might offend my political connects
Always had promise, they considered me a threat
I'ont do the threats, I just do it next
Tried to call the dogs off, they ain't responding via text
I ain't hear the tag 'fore I heard a Zombie on the track
Was that the hottest out the pack?
'Cause that was not a back to back
I never opened for you, boy, you tried it, think again
You almost hit the stage chainless, MIA to do your set
But I saved you
Reiteration
'Case y'all forgot
South$ide bought his chains from what they saved in the pot
You ain't the real boss
Ain't have to make what it cost
Maybe that's why
Your queen made a change of the guards
There's kings, then there's pawns
Niggas' caping with no affiliation to y'all
And you was right about this one thing, that's for sure
Now we really get to see who felt a way from the start
To say it plain, I'm appalled
10 dropped, you tryna book a plane to get gone (Uh)
Tryna hit L.A. so niggas can't get to London (Uh)
Boy, stay in your lane 'cause this just ain't what you want
Lame and you soft, you communicate with the cops
Jamir? Who you meant when you said, "Aim for the stars"?
You ain't famous at all
Just had labels involved
You had to take what they tossed
What you saying sound hard
But they just playing along
They don't got faith in your talk
Pay attention
This part
There's beauty in the discourse
When this shit been this live?
We dead it if you get charged
Watch the ghost that you give off
You made Camden just 'cause it was close by
Not about your home life
You celebrated too quick upon hearing my first strike
You wrote your best bars ever, in response to a freestyle
Rolling Loud, MIA, XXL, what do they have in common?
You did 'em all and none of them jawns got you poppin'
Huh, you should explore some other options
I don't take you for no robber
I think grandmom would be bothered
Bodied by a singing nigga, but you be tryna sing too
Was any of this worth it for that single?
I heard the queen is single, so who are you the king to?
You do it for ya side, but will they ever king you?
I prolly fucked more bitches from your city than you
You make the mistake of thinking you can predict all my moves
Like I predict what you do
And the clip is still full
Mm, who's watching these kids? Is it you?
Huh, death come in threes, I sent two
You might need some new boots
Switched the tempo of the beat, so you could hear me speaking to you
Bottom line this out of love, I wanna see you improve
This a voucher for a feature or a beat from the crew
And we'll sequence it too
And keep that secret for you
'Cause you need it, it's cool
I know we quarantined
But I ain't leaving no breathing room
You can't wait to hit the bodega with them memable moves
You gon' shake my hand with the 'Rona?
I knew you was a dirty nigga
You went for three minutes, claimed you not a wordy nigga
I struck a nerve wit' niggas
But still, the nerve of niggas
I see a nervous nigga
He couldn't curb the jitters
His fans fuck they sisters
Huh, I don't see no thurl niggas
I guess the cornballs need a hero too
Thank goodness you can guide them, they be hearing you
Lil' rappers speaking, you still ain't gon' get the feature
I'm usually mellow but this shit is too easy
Easy Mac, easy, your locs blonde, but they cheesy
Niggas tried to be me, before the people seen me
Best he came up with was PND and Luigi
Went from saying shit getting spooky to talking greasy
If I had a girl, she wouldn't give you top
My new ting got a rollie that don't tick or tock
She wouldn't fuck with me if I ever wore a Nixon watch
I would rather nix a watch, I say, "Fuck a rang, fuck a chain"
Y'all be backwards hustling, mm, mm, what a shame
Heh, why his response take all fuckin' day?
I don't hold no weight, you in the fuckin' way
I know a bunch of things, I just be hush on things

[Outro]
'Cause I know what it brings
I ain't mean to fuck up your day
Spook, spook, spook

[Part II]

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
Niggas just talking to talk (Yeah)
They sense of timing is off (Yeah)
You never heard shit about us? (Huh?)
Then why would say you that you thought (Huh?)
That my already album dropped (Huh?)
These bitches could say what they want (Huh?)
I know you absorbing the sauce (Huh?)
You not cut from this cloth
This shit a walk in the park
Face all that shit that you fought
Bout yo self, but you know it still weigh on your heart (Yeah)
Boy, you been put to the test
I been geeking different how we grading y'all (Yeah)
Real niggas that's from yo side of the bridge
That ain't pick you when they would play ball (Yeah)
Your shit would prolly be hot if you made it way back in the days of the blogs (Yeah)
Why my comments in range of yours? I think your data is off (Yeah)
I think you paid for bots and they had just stayed on board (Yeah)
That's what you came up off
Go ahead and drop your album, and my shit gon' make it boring (Yeah)
You can't escape it, you're corny
Not that, it ain't just for me
That just ain't it, sorry
Philly's my home I had to take out garbage
You a disgrace, you frauding
Nigga, your face is awkward
Nigga, yo taste is awful
I ain't even really wanna take your artwork

[Outro]
That shit is fuckin ass