The Writer

[Intro]
Yeah
It's the Writer, you know?
I ain't perfect
I got my flaws and shit
I don't trust nobody
And I move the same kinda way 'cause I gotta protect me and mine, right?
Yeah (Huh)
Bitches can't do what I do and ain't did what I did
It's Rocky

[Verse]
I'm a self-made bitch and I'm runnin' to a million
People closed they doors on me, I made another building
Used to show emotions 'til I jumped up out my feelings
If I take an L, you wouldn't notice, 'cause I still win
Bitch, I'm still in, you can label me a hundred words
My OG the shit, I'm proud to say I'm right up under her
You know your bitch solid, so how dare you try to front on her?
Nigga, you can't get another me, it's only one of her
How you spеakin' on me 'cause a girl I nevеr heard of?
Broke so many laws, for lil' sis, I give my world up
Go to war with blood, give a fuck, I blow this world up
Had to tell 'em get her, I would hate to fuck your girl up
Bounced on 'em right back, nobody snatched shit from around my neck
Bitches talk, but it's cap
Would've been dead by now if it pop like that
I can hear it all in they raps
I can tell these bitches ain't cut like that
When they cut like that, then it's up like that
Don't gotta set a play for a jump like that, no
I fight plenty demons day-to-day, so that shit regular
I'm not regular, probably why I can't sleep regular
'Cause she cool with all my enemies don't mean I'm scared of her
Drop her friends and her, did all that and still can't handle her
I'm a lil'-bodied bitch, but I bring more than a lil' problems
Heart ain't broken, but I'm pissed 'cause why the fuck was I around 'em?
I ain't perfect, but I'm lit, real as fuck, and plus I'm solid
Give a fuck about a bitch, he fuck with me, don't come around him
I'm not lackin' with it
Hoes ain't from the hood, but actin' in it
Give my ass some kisses
Catch these bitches out, it's bad for business
Not these plastic bitches
I be strapped and still be scrappin' with it
I'm not gassin' bitches
If they suck, oh well, then trash them bitches
Rollie on me and I still don't know the time, though
But it's mine, though
Ain't no takin' shit I grind for
I get mine, though
You can never be my kind, ho
You out your mind, ho
If you was me, you would've died, ho
I'm a soldier, when I die, they gon' tell kids how I'm a legend
Out in Cali, I was healin', wasn't there when he was sellin'
If I go to jail again, they gon' label me a felon
But this shit is what it is and I'ma always keep my weapon

[Outro]
Respect the Writer 2
They know what the fuck that mean
Can't nobody speak for me but me
Bitch
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah