Run Down Kerser

[Verse 1]
This game is cut throat, lame as fuck though
Say they got your back, but they hatin', uh oh
Why we even shocked man?
Soon as I made it the face say god damn
They were spewin' and I knew it
What you doin'? Did you do it?
Why they copyin' my moves bro?
And this and that the same time, whats the rules yo
[?] Nah shit that's the cold game, relevant Kers never be a old name
And all the little bitches wanna come and suck your dick, it's like you never did exist shit
What's the difference, bitches sendin' pictures, bitches start bitchin' over bitches, did I hit this?
So I roll on fuck [?] platform, why you think half these rappers even have floor
They can have more, do what the Kers done, if i'm giving you advice then its word up
Listen up hear the way you got to do things, only roll with the crew you came through with
Ignore haters, get to the big biz, buy a house, get property, but with this, comes fake friends or even you closest, hate your doing while they turn before you notice

[Hook]
I'm giving you the run down
Tell you what the life like
Case you're thinking that you ever grabbing my mic
It's night night, on the flight flight, why's my back sore? 'Cause they stabbin' with the knife like
Never meant what they said, they hate you bro
Hate your new house, jewels, and your new car
They pretend cause' they wanna be friends
This the life I can't explain 'til I want it to end, yeah