[Intro]
Rap niggas tryna rap beef
Knowin' damn well they don't clap heat
Broke ass niggas
DTB on the beat, that's bro
It's Jim, nigga
[Verse 1]
Got a spot up in the country, two hours from Raleigh
Ten P's, all profit, got a nigga smilin'
Nigga take my shit, I highly doubt it
It's on me and it's in me, I'm out of pocket
Rap, rap niggas tryna rap beef
Knowin' damn well you never pack heat
I'm into turnin' talkers into athletes
On 19th, I'm with Yosh, we in the backstreet
Baby say she love me, bitch, have my checks
It ain't about the money, it's 'bout the respect
Ask about me, bitch, I'm a vet, not a pet
Chase a nigga down, bullets knock off his sweats, hey
Pussy niggas know what's happenin' with me
I'm known for breakin' feelings, taking' salaries
I done lost plenty weight, not talkin' calories
I done seen it, I done done it, talkin' casualties
[Chorus]
Come here, lil' bitch, let me see somethin'
Graduated from the field, got degrees thuggin'
I know they want me gone so I keep somethin'
Steady stackin' money so it keep comin', ayy
We don't tolerate no disrespect
Nigga disrespect, you know we up them TEC's
If a nigga want Lil Jimmy, better up them checks
If a nigga want my time, he better up them checks, ayy
Rap niggas tryna rap beef
Knowin' damn well they don't clap heat
Broke ass niggas
DTB on the beat, that's bro
It's Jim, nigga
[Verse 1]
Got a spot up in the country, two hours from Raleigh
Ten P's, all profit, got a nigga smilin'
Nigga take my shit, I highly doubt it
It's on me and it's in me, I'm out of pocket
Rap, rap niggas tryna rap beef
Knowin' damn well you never pack heat
I'm into turnin' talkers into athletes
On 19th, I'm with Yosh, we in the backstreet
Baby say she love me, bitch, have my checks
It ain't about the money, it's 'bout the respect
Ask about me, bitch, I'm a vet, not a pet
Chase a nigga down, bullets knock off his sweats, hey
Pussy niggas know what's happenin' with me
I'm known for breakin' feelings, taking' salaries
I done lost plenty weight, not talkin' calories
I done seen it, I done done it, talkin' casualties
[Chorus]
Come here, lil' bitch, let me see somethin'
Graduated from the field, got degrees thuggin'
I know they want me gone so I keep somethin'
Steady stackin' money so it keep comin', ayy
We don't tolerate no disrespect
Nigga disrespect, you know we up them TEC's
If a nigga want Lil Jimmy, better up them checks
If a nigga want my time, he better up them checks, ayy
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