How The Fuk U Run Off Wit My Shit

[Verse]
How the fuck you run off with my shit?
Rapping like you on that timing, but you really not on shit
All you pussy niggas really is my fucking kids
Y'all got put on by me, nigga, you can’t cap
Take your bitchass off the map, you a fan, pussy nigga, you a bitch
How you acting like you tough? Rapping about that gangster shit
You the fucking type to snitch
I done put these niggas on and they ran off with my shit
If I catch you in my city, pussy nigga, yeah, it's lit
Have my goons run in your crib
How you acting like you tough, but you is the type to snitch?
Got the drop, up the chop, now they saying R.I.P
Pull up, I'ma let it rip, I’ma dump like fifty clips
Leave y'all niggas all to die since y'all talking crazy shit
No, you can't hop in this ride, pussy boy, you not MISTIC
Where I grew up, all my niggas, yeah, we quick to sin
I might really bug out, end up killing my old friends
Took you under my damn wing when you was a fucking fan
I'ma stomp out that fat bitch, leave him dead up on the cam
I can't believe that I once called y'all pussy niggas gang
Nigga, you not from the streets, pussy boy, we not the same
Catch an opp in this bitch, bullets hit him from a range
All y'all niggas lame, on my soul, I’m MISTIC and I cannot change
For no fame, I’ma shoot you in your shit, leave you dead up in the rain
Yeah, I thug it out, bitch, go do shit that I can't change
All you do up in your songs is fucking cry about a bitch
Nigga, I’m the type to really get your whole clique killed
Nigga, when I go up, on your head, I'ma drop a mil
Have these goons run up in your crib and get you killed
I'm the type to do that shit, for real
Me and my niggas was doing crime just for thrill
Your whole team, including you, is a bitch
Rapping all that gangster shit, but you the type to snitch
What the fuck you finna do when I pop out in your crib?
Shoot you three times and these niggas saying RIP
Like how the fuck you run off with my fucking shit?
Took you under my fucking wing for you to switch