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conceited ii - new brand lyrics

i remember back in grade two. when i f*cking met you. trying to not lose my mind while i’m locked in the booth. you took 13 years and i took one moment. when you started doing the shady folk sh*t. skyler was about to beat your ass until you couldn’t walk again. but guess that’s just history repeating itself. now my inner demon is back from the dead. i saved your life more than twice but that’s the past so just go to h*ll. funny how i do street work but you don’t. that’s why you lil brother jordan was constantly breaking into homes or he wanted to get some smoke then i beat him till he starts misplacing organs. i told you i’m the f*cking outcast orphan. how you gonna run to my babymama. i thought you said “i’m too old for this bullsh*t petty drama.” i told you not to pull the trigger to war. cuz i’ll kick down your door. lil p*ssy motherf*cker robert russell holley (the third), guess that makes sense knew you weren’t the original, you just a carbon coby. f*ck this punk he’s just another body. another person to chase clout off me. rice was just a side dish, let me be clear he tried to feed something that wasn’t even hungry. all you do is cap. listen to garbage rap. babymama of yours was a meth wh0re, haha, facts. you at one point were f*cking a donkey. he missing all them shots he shot at me. go play snitch you f*cking rat. just know i stay strapped. glocks and gats. but i also got hands. so f*cking try it. don’t deny it. sorry you can climb my mountain, so quit tryin. am i implying. that i took savannah from you. i f*cked and got her pregnant with aspyn too. d*mn it’s embarrassing dude. that’s your always choking down some sloppy seconds. i told y’all give me 5 minutes. and i’ll come with a diss. this was a problem so i fixed it. it was just at your expense. say sun back the next thing will be said without holding back. i mean while we, on the path of airing out dirty laundry. where that 40$ you owe me. where that money you said you were getting paid. nowhere cuz it was all fake. just a persona you chose to play. when in reality you just a broke ass, fake ass, wanna be trapper. you just a f*cking mumble rapper. you ain’t no factor. you claim to have demons well i guarantee mine are worse. lyrically put you into a he*rs*. time for me to break the curse. that’s another person buried and defeated. who wants next to be called out on being conceited

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