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attack mode - cam steady lyrics

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[chorus]
never rapped about no drugs til i did some
b*tch, i never rapped about no guns til i gripped some
motherf*cker, god was out of touch til i sinned some
b*tch, i know you never had no b*tches but you been one

[verse 1]
b*tch how bout you live some?
little scrawny little clown, you better lift some
drive you out of town, you better zelle the lyft sum
know my exes badly down cause i’m the rich one
when i saw how they rebounded i don’t trip none
it’s the same as bеfore
you wanna date below my gradе?
find a man you’ll afford
they never in my league or lane
so get off of my court
because i’m married to the game
i’ll be at your divorce
with a frown, upside down
middle finger with the ring
you denounced, now your vows
found a family with my bling
i know now, i allowed you to puppeteer the strings
if your lady say she wants some sp*ce
she found another fling
now you’re mad at my moves
you’re feeling dragged on the beat
but i don’t rap about you
b*tch, i just rap about me
until i leave in the casket i know the hurt gonna stand
won’t bury hatchets, you’ll get buried in the dirt with your man
and d*mn, i got her on her knees again
i do it so godly
she got that dime a dozen wet
that p*ssy bottled, dasani
i’m throwing hands and gripping sticks out in l.a. like ohtani
you call me out across the country, tell me who is responding?
i feel like rollins, i’m balling
she getting that block if she want me
she hit me up to say sorry
i couldn’t recall who was calling
there ain’t no ‘rom’ in this ‘com’
if she thought we bonding, she bombing
so if you find yourself falling
just know i find you appaling
yeah, there’s a difference and it’s simple to find
mind your motherf*cking business cause i’m standing on mine
if you tell me that we’re finished, this ain’t crossing the line
i’m just happy this is written so it’s off of my mind, motherf*cker
[chorus]
never rapped about no drugs til i did some
b*tch, i never rapped about no guns til i gripped some
motherf*cker, god was out of touch til i sinned some
b*tch, i know you never had no b*tches but you been one

[verse 2]
this is the attack, no mask to hide now
if it’s tit for tat or track for track, you’ll find out
if you wanna have a crack at bat, i’m mike trout
while these underground cats don’t rap, they rhyme sounds
i hate p*ssies always telling me they wanna have another conversation
motherf*cker gimme confrontation
mama said that violence ain’t the answer and to find cooperation
everything is good in moderation
fix a b*tch type
with a fist fight
either kiss it or just zip it cause a diss light
pay the down for your house off of dislyte
while your distrokid could never get your kids right
motherf*ckers blaming others, it’s a sick sight
this no conspiracy, you are just a d*ck and disliked
but my d*ck been in your mouth like it’s stuck
dissing me and my family won’t fix the fact that you suck
now imma roll you up with all of your buds
smoke you out of this blunt
and then i dive off these stages to celebrate what i won
you know these arms holding guns
don’t need the gym for a pump
i eat my weight in this protein
i bulk my body and funds
hit the switch right
after midnight
imma first class act, you a missed flight
you demand cam to snap, we can fl!ck right
catch a case to cash in quick hype
[chorus]
b*tch, i never rapped about no drugs til i did some
b*tch, i never rapped about no guns til i gripped some
motherf*cker, god was out of touch til i sinned some
b*tch, i know you never had no b*tches but you been one
b*tch, i never rapped about no drugs til i did some
b*tch, i never rapped about no guns til i gripped some
motherf*cker, god was out of touch til i sinned some
b*tch, i know you never had no b*tches but you been one
but you been one
but you been one
but you been one
but you been one

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