To Whom It May Concern (feat. Bxnes)

Fuck you know about beast mode These hoes getting dick everyday you can't even squeeze in with a cheat code Pussy getting thrown at me like Molotov While I'm still rocking old Jazz & E clothes Cheap shades still seeing through the bullshit Each day I be filling up a full clip Ammunition to make you look stupid Drop it on em outta nowhere like a nuke bitch Who sits with ya crew be the same dudes Faking for views from the lames they ain't cool with No changing in you lost cause better pause cause I no longer got shit to prove bitch Smoking on whoever pack smoking on whoever rap Done playing chill I can see the throne still and I want it back I don't drop the ball I don't no longer rush it like a running back man run it back Yo relax dude To whom it may concern I ain't on fire bitch I been burnt Been sure that you all been on my Richard Richer people fucking with my mindset this your Fucking final warning fore your final morning in the final quarter I'm a bomb or Mormon I can take 8 bitches out at once but you won't even find a warning this the final warning I'm killing on sight and the tape gone drop when I feel that it's right Tho I stay on top i might drop outta spite Ain't no legs getting popped headshot tween the eyes Bitch my pace don't stop ain't no match when I strike And the way I feel now I might diss everybody and ignore the replies I ain't smoking on top 5 that would be stupid right now to commit suicide You decide what the fuck you let fly me myself and I won't tolerate a lie You gotta wait in line cuz bully shit is for the birds No pun intended but I'm not one of the greats with rhyme Do the math where you think I lie They already that my head's in the sky And this is to whom it may concern More importantly to who it applies Stop playing I'm that guy Hopping on beats like gnat flies That fye Fuck you know about fucking round with the bad guy fat lies Balling when I rap guy Mr steal yo bitch so fresh all these bitches see crest Like my guy in the Jaguar FOLDING MY LAUNDRY Blue bills looking like sapphires You thought stupit That bitch don't love me she just tryna fuck I Just copped some pressure I'm rolling it up Leave me alone I put 4 in my cup What what what Aye stacking my money i don't give a fuck Smokin that gas pack now I'm feeling stuck She say that she leaving i tell her good luck Bitch get the fuck out my face Bitch i been ballin' since i was a youngin You can't tell me nothin I know I'm shit I just been livin and minding my business My bitch she so bad she gon swallow my kids I ain't had it my way so if you gon try me Just know that you gon be regretting that shit What the fuck do you mean you be flexing lil bitch Get the fuck out my face i be telling a bitch I don't need you, I do this shit alone baby Fuck all of your feelings, I will not pick up the phone baby Money in my pocket and gas all in my lungs baby We don't give a fuck, throw em up to the sun baby