Bodied

It used to just be every now and then

But could you explain how it been

That the verse is wack, but you making m's

All these bitches hit you up in your DM's

Oh my God, it's ridiculous

How you gonna say that you the best when you can't even spit a bar without taking a breath?

How you play that shit so loud that you deaf?

How you wanna be famous but ain't willing to work to the death?

All you care about's the money and the ho's you impress

But when you write your shit there ain't no need to be stressed?

And when I say that I'm the greatest, that's like a knife to your chest?

And when you fucking rap you sounding like you being possessed?

You wonder why I'm upset, then you say I'm obsessed

You say I talk about that shit too much, well, I mean, I guess

If I'm not thinking about it how'm I gonna progress

And I am never ever gonna make it unless (unless what?)

I put in effort they're not and I cannot ever stop because if I do they've won but Imma make it they're not

And I'ma keep persevering and everybody who hear it is gonna fuck with it now because the mirror

Is looking at me with a cocky smirk

Saying "You try all you want, but I will not work"

As a matter of fact though, i think it will

Nothing's ever really gonna change until

The flow switch like this

Ain't nobody do it like this

Spit 20 bars on the same flow

and then switch it up like they've never known

because I do everything that they don't

You try to rap, then you call it quits

Like a young couple that has no kids

But you stopping early, like you want no kids

But it's like a condom, 'cause you fuck with this