2 Cents [extended version] IDK (Ft. Shy Glizzy)

[Verse 1: IDK]
Niggas be talkin' 'bout nets
But they on the sidelines lookin' stressed
I'm on the front line with the TEC
I'm shootin' my shot, I'm hittin' they neck
Just give me respect, I'll give you respect
Bitch, I'm an animal, you ain't a vet
Shit, I got paper, boy, for you baby boys, fuck around, I'ma take your Yvette
I take off my shirt, she take off the stress
I take off like Migo, the whip is offset
I sit at the top of the city I rep
My city ain't count, I be countin' the checks
Jean Royère thе chairs, that is the flex
You gotta Google that just to connеct
I bought a crib, you bought a Patek
I guess that's the message you tryna project
Finessin', I'm guessin' I'm comin' correct
I'm like, "How are we beefin' if we never met?"
You like, "I ain't the one," I'm like, "Please come again"
Bitch, I rap off the top, I said peace to my pen
Rest in peace to my niggas I can't see again
Yeah, I know I'm gon' see you, this shit ain't the end
Either you are an enemy or you a friend
It's no in between 'cause that is pretend

[Chorus: IDK & Shy Glizzy]
I got my own two cents, if you know what I mean
I got my own two cents, if you know what I mean
I take the check over the trip, if you know what I mean
I pick the mortgage over rent (Yeah), if you know what I mean