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exposed - m.l.j. tha beatmaker lyrics

[verse 1]
if it wasn’t for me
you wouldn’t have a thousand followers
when your b*tch done play with your p*ssy
tell her to swallow up
b*tches be stalking but they want to see what i follow up
they tell their master to fight all their battles
well n*gga call him up
line him up
15 minutes done
n*gga times up
unleashing the beast outta me
you know what time is bruh
time to put these b*tches in reality check
you’re lying and cheating the industry to get some respect
my n*gga f*ck your respect
y’all don’t deserve it and sh*t
when your dreams turn into nightmares
you know karma’s a b*tch
y’all think y’all really the sh*t
y’all nothing but h1ghr on wish
the tables are turning like bilal
but a n*gga don’t switch

[hook]
shoutout to the realest motherf*cka from the expo’s
while these other b*tches out there getting exposed
never send a b*tch to k!ll a og
if you’re gunning for me
you ended up dead in the street, n*gga
shoutout to the realest motherf*cka from the expo’s
while these other b*tches out there getting exposed
never send a b*tch to k!ll a og
if you’re gunning for me
you ended up dead in the street, n*gga
[verse 2]
f*ck that buddy sh*t
i’m on my muddy sh*t
n*ggas i’m running sh*t
y’all jacking other n*ggas flows
y’all do more than just cover it
dropping trash left it on the field
n*ggas fumbling
you built a dynasty
but your foundation is crumbling
young man rumbling
while you b*tches stay stumbling
all you b*tches d*ckriders
y’all chicken sh*t dumplings
y’all more toxic than brittney spears on a airplane
your whole posse are b*tches
you clowns insane
they’re insane i cl!ck pow their membrane
y’all had a name change but you motherf*ckers is still the same
try to cancel me a k!ller bee n*gga about to sting
a n*gga came back from the dead and do the d*mn thing
i do the d*mn thing
i move the d*mn thing
and screw the d*mn things you causing
time to step up make a change
you’re a cancer to the industry
the doctors ain’t curing sh*t
flyaway to h*ll, a n*gga burning sh*t
[verse 3]
i had to k!ll a cat, a ho
a b*tch, a snitch
a p*ssy, a snake
you can’t never tell me sh*t
all y’all tried to bring me down
but i’m fl!cka with the wrist
moonwalking on your graves
i’m michael jackson in this b*tch
b*tch y’all do this for the numbers
i do this for the music
testing my patience, tryna make a n*gga lose it
ya’ll keep spreading all these lies but a n*gga didn’t do it
but y’all bullied that kid to his death
rip louis

- m l j tha beatmaker lyrics

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