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Hera
- (Verse 1)
- Gotta write my bars in bars in brail
- Because they been blinded by the lights
- But I was wearing shades
- So when the weekend came
- What I saw, nothin, was like lookin' through a peephole
- Now were gonna fight over the weekend, damn
- But you're fighting for the weak end
- And lyrically you're weak, and
- If i keep repeating weekend
- Then they'll be comparing me to Tekashi
- Then they'll, say I cant't spit, like bitch, you watching me?
- (Chorus)x2
- I be on my own, you could say I'm in the zone
- I got you in the scope, I got bullets made of gold
- Yeah I'm comin' in hot, but you cold
- Bitch, you talkin' to a prodigy
- (Verse 2)
- I mention the mad hatter
- Devin, actin' like he el even, man comparing me and him
- Talk about uneven
- When he hears this be cursing like a witch
- Man, I meant the second letter not the 23rd, witch, bitch (You)
- 'Cause I know what you want with her, man I ain't blind (Blind)
- But the only way you'd get in her (Never)
- Is if she was a trash bin, but she ain't (Nah)
- And the only thing you're gettin' here
- The finger, man, all these people simping
- So thanks, for giving, me a reason, to keep slaughtering
- Beats, and if you keep on simping (Don't)
- Next time you look up, you won't be seeing skye (Never did)
- You'll have a bullet, point between the (Pop pop pop)
- Eyes, 'cause that's where next line starts
- Don't worry, I'm not puttin' out a hit (Not yet)
- Well, I'm puttin this beat out, so I guess
- I'm puttin' a hit out, so now they sayin'
- I'm the overprotective ex, man (Not me)
- (Chorus)x2
- I be on my own, you could say I'm in the zone
- I got you in the scope, I got bullets made of gold
- Yeah I'm comin' in hot, but you cold
- Bitch, you talkin' to a prodigy
- (Verse 3)
- Yeah, guess I'm protective of my friends
- You wouldn't understand, 'cause friends something
- That you ain't aquired, choppin' these beats (Bleed)
- Like I'm and x man, I'm ex man
- And the chance you got with her, it's 0 to 2 (2)
- Essentially, I'm blowin' mentally
- While you're busy blowin' her
- Man, I went too far (Nah)
- And I'm standing for equality
- 'Cause black lives matter, but more importantly
- Lives matter, but I ain't black, So do I matter?
- 'Cause for sure, I ain't no ones favorite rapper
- And they think that I'm just another wannabe
- When they the ones who wanna be slaughtering
- Beats, man, down on my knees, keep on being
- A killer of beats, 'cause now I've got two
- Two hits, so they wanna know, how I did it (Yeah I did it)
- And, how, how I'm still standing after all the shots
- That they took at me, but I walked through you
- Like grip, and now, shit, talking, yeah Jack Harlow (Harlow)
- A hero, shit, I meant Herro, forgot the other r
- (Chorus)x2
- I be on my own, you could say I'm in the zone
- I got you in the scope, I got bullets made of gold
- Yeah I'm comin' in hot, but you cold
- Bitch, you talkin' to a prodigy
- (Verse 4)
- The fact that you even acknowledging, obviously
- I hit a nerve, and now I'm coming for you
- And I'm on my last pen, yeah, but this is far
- From my last dance, far from, my last stand
- 'Cause I keep spitting, and all of you
- That think you can compete, you ain't even on the same level
- As me, and I'm off the scale, coming down on those
- Who ain't even spit, who ain't even write shit
- Soon I'll be lookin' I'm Jay Z
- 'Cause I keep putting out hits like Diddy
- (Chorus)x2
- I be on my own, you could say I'm in the zone
- I got you in the scope, I got bullets made of gold
- Yeah I'm comin' in hot, but you cold
- Bitch, you talkin' to a prodigy
- (Verse 1)
- Gotta write my bars in bars in brail
- Because they been blinded by the lights
- But I was wearing shades
- So when the weekend came
- What I saw, nothin, was like lookin' through a peephole
- Now were gonna fight over the weekend, damn
- But you're fighting for the weak end
- And lyrically you're weak, and
- If i keep repeating weekend
- Then they'll be comparing me to Tekashi
- Then they'll, say I cant't spit, like bitch, you watching me?
- (Chorus)x2
- I be on my own, you could say I'm in the zone
- I got you in the scope, I got bullets made of gold
- Yeah I'm comin' in hot, but you cold
- Bitch, you talkin' to a prodigy
- (Verse 2)
- I mention the mad hatter
- Devin, actin' like he el even, man comparing me and him
- Talk about uneven
- When he hears this be cursing like a witch
- Man, I meant the second letter not the 23rd, witch, bitch (You)
- 'Cause I know what you want with her, man I ain't blind (Blind)
- But the only way you'd get in her (Never)
- Is if she was a trash bin, but she ain't (Nah)
- And the only thing you're gettin' here
- The finger, man, all these people simping
- So thanks, for giving, me a reason, to keep slaughtering
- Beats, and if you keep on simping (Don't)
- Next time you look up, you won't be seeing skye (Never did)
- You'll have a bullet, point between the (Pop pop pop)
- Eyes, 'cause that's where next line starts
- Don't worry, I'm not puttin' out a hit (Not yet)
- Well, I'm puttin this beat out, so I guess
- I'm puttin' a hit out, so now they sayin'
- I'm the overprotective ex, man (Not me)
- (Chorus)x2
- I be on my own, you could say I'm in the zone
- I got you in the scope, I got bullets made of gold
- Yeah I'm comin' in hot, but you cold
- Bitch, you talkin' to a prodigy
- (Verse 3)
- Yeah, guess I'm protective of my friends
- You wouldn't understand, 'cause friends something
- That you ain't aquired, choppin' these beats (Bleed)
- Like I'm and x man, I'm ex man
- And the chance you got with her, it's 0 to 2 (2)
- Essentially, I'm blowin' mentally
- While you're busy blowin' her
- Man, I went too far (Nah)
- And I'm standing for equality
- 'Cause black lives matter, but more importantly
- Lives matter, but I ain't black, So do I matter?
- 'Cause for sure, I ain't no ones favorite rapper
- And they think that I'm just another wannabe
- When they the ones who wanna be slaughtering
- Beats, man, down on my knees, keep on being
- A killer of beats, 'cause now I've got two
- Two hits, so they wanna know, how I did it (Yeah I did it)
- And, how, how I'm still standing after all the shots
- That they took at me, but I walked through you
- Like grip, and now, shit, talking, yeah Jack Harlow (Harlow)
- A hero, shit, I meant Herro, forgot the other r
- (Chorus)x2
- I be on my own, you could say I'm in the zone
- I got you in the scope, I got bullets made of gold
- Yeah I'm comin' in hot, but you cold
- Bitch, you talkin' to a prodigy
- (Verse 4)
- The fact that you even acknowledging, obviously
- I hit a nerve, and now I'm coming for you
- And I'm on my last pen, yeah, but this is far
- From my last dance, far from, my last stand
- 'Cause I keep spitting, and all of you
- That think you can compete, you ain't even on the same level
- As me, and I'm off the scale, coming down on those
- Who ain't even spit, who ain't even write shit
- Soon I'll be lookin' I'm Jay Z
- 'Cause I keep putting out hits like Diddy
- (Chorus)x2
- I be on my own, you could say I'm in the zone
- I got you in the scope, I got bullets made of gold
- Yeah I'm comin' in hot, but you cold
- Bitch, you talkin' to a prodigy
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