Ayy, I’m back at it
Real Murda Worth shit I’m talking ’bout, uh, I’m back at it
‘Member when had to move your music video ’cause you had soccer practice? (‘Member when my label had to move your music video ’cause you had soccer practice?)
You had soccer practice, ayy, I’m talkin’ ’bout
Go (Go, ayy), bitch (Ayy), ayy I’m back at it (Back at it)
They be sayin’ they ain’t fuckin’ with iayze, that lil’ n**** crazy, a crack addict
‘Member when my label had to move your music video ’cause you had soccer practice? (Practice)
I guess you think that I ain’t know that (Know that, know that), I’m a gremlin, feel like Kodak
Now I wouldn’t threaten a kid ’cause why would I do it? That n**** a bitch (A bitch)
Now I wouldn’t threaten a kid, but why would I do it? Boy, I got a kid
Bitch, I’ll treat you like my kid, whip your lil’ small ass, show you I’m it (Yeah I’m it)
These n***** rap beefin’ again, these n***** must really not know that I’m him (I’m him)
I’m on the phone with the label, the racks just hit, I’m feelin’ too rich (I’m feelin’ too rich)
You couldn’t show me a twenty-ball if it costed you your mom and bitch (Your mom and bitch)
How you gon’ beef with a starter? You better get back on the bench (Ayy, lil’ dumbass, back on the bench)
How you gon’ beef with a G.O.A.T.? Boy, you better get off of my tip (Better get off my tip)
I’m keepin’ it cool, just talked to the label on Zoom, Jay on the game in the room (Game in the room)
I could’ve dissed the n**** on a Kele beat, but I ain’t wanna darken up the mood (Darken the mood)
I don’t fucking lose, don’t sip ooze, and no, I don’t sip booze (I don’t sip booze)
They all wanna remix 556, I don’t hear shit except, “Boo”s (Shit except, “Boo”s, they fuckin’ suck, ayy, huh)
I’m back at it (Back at it)
Stop acting like your mama don’t got ahold your advance, and you can’t fucking have it (Can’t have it)
I just went and got me another Beam’, the last one? I done fucking crashed it (I done fucking crashed it)
Look at his numbers declining, I think he’s had it (I think he’s had it, it’s over)
Go (It’s over, ayy), bitch (Go, ayy), ayy, I’m back at it (Back at it)
They be sayin’ they ain’t fuckin’ with iayze, that lil’ n**** crazy, a crack addict
‘Member when my label had to move your music video ’cause you had soccer practice? (Soccer practice)
I guess you think that I ain’t know that (Know that, know that), I’m a gremlin, feel like Kodak (Kodak, kodak)
Now I wouldn’t threaten a kid ’cause why would I do it? That n**** a bitch (A bitch)
Now I wouldn’t threaten a kid, but why would I do it? Boy, I got a kid
Bitch, I’ll treat you like my kid, whip your lil’ small ass, show you I’m it (Yeah, I’m it)
These n***** rap beefin’ again, these n***** must really not know that I’m him (I’m him, ayy)
Go (The label—, ok, I’m feelin’ too rich—too rich—too rich)
I think n***** wanna clout chase ’cause they ain’t got no views (If it costed you your mom and bitch, your mom and bitch)
Your mama got your advance, better go back to soccer practice (Better get back on the bench), get on the bench (Ayy, lil’ dumbass)
You know (Get off my tip), I’m rich (Better get off my tip), crashed the Beam’ and got another whip, uh, yeah
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