Broke and Bitter
• Written by Icy_Rain
You chased for years, I curved you slow
Then I gave you a shot—shoulda said *hell no*
Broke and bitter, tryna slander a boss
I was never yours—you was on loan, tossed
Lied on your sister’s grave just to guilt trip me
That’s low as hell—hope the reaper disagree
I'm sober now, boy, and your mask got ripped
Without my name in your mouth, you ain’t got sh\*t
You ain’t never been loyal, just a leech with pride
Finessed for a bed, now you diss to survive
You the type to post tears just to get you a ride
While I ride beats cold like a hearse outside
You was cryin' on my couch, beggin' CeCe don’t go
Then flipped the script—boy, you petty and slow
Got a baby mama mad, but she know what I know
You ain’t sh\*t to no woman, just a soft fake show
I made you a man, you made me regret
Had to get high just to lay in yo bed
Fakin' your flex while I paid all the debt
You was livin' in my mirror, now reflect on that threat
Wrote me in your song, that was your first real verse
But this a headshot now, welcome to the hearse
I’m the one who got free, you the one who got worse
I ain’t the one that got away—I’m the one that reversed.
I gave you purpose, gave you a name
Now you just a dusty footnote in a diss flame
Ain’t no comeback from this one
You ain’t the one I lost, boo—you the one I erased.
Tell the truth, Shan—
You ain’t never had me. You just had access.
I was the story. You the typo.
Go drop another weak diss
I’ll keep collectin’ headstones.
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Icy_Rain
Member since January 13 2023