Nigga the fuck? (what the fuck?) Homie I made you rich, paid rent (damn right) Biting the hand was feeding you This shit don't make any Nigga the fuck? (what the fuck?) You know this is that real How you forget who built this, huh? I'm the one who made the all the millions Now you got problems to with Man, this is luck, see a couple weeks ago we was buds And the crew that was killing was us Till you turned on me homie, that's up I ain't keeping this on the hush, hush On my chest I just too much stuff I done had it, is enough bruh Plus I something to get my buzz up You fucked with the wrong dude Ain't no telling Hopsin is gon' do, creepin' up on you your sleeping, I told you "This is a mutha'fuckin' we finna go through" If I ain't so much to lose I swear to God I probably beat up and you Nigga this raw shit organic flow you probably see up in Whole Foods Shiver me timbers, something's 'bout you Mr. D Ritter I told you that I wanted new management Why the you throw a fit and seem bitter? Why you catch an whenever I question you all my fuckin' percentages? I know why (why?), you've been bending it in your Your honor, I'm innocent! This nigga crazy, I'm telling all of my people (you 'em) He taking all of my (it's true) See he has a issue He the cash and blows it all at casinos Uh-oh, when I bring up my You start avoiding me, that's disloyalty You up the evil boy in me, your ass is poisoning me why you would destroy FV? This was a fucking vision that I had with your brother But you too infatuated with the You killed it and ran it straight into the Now I think I make D-A-M-E the boss? You keep a whole lot of people off Our label came out with a weak result You on that same Tomica brought
Nigga I don't know what you You think I can't see on the blood on the Blood on the walls, that going down nigga I don't what you thought I can clearly see the blood on the Blood on the walls, ain't going down nigga Ain't got for your bullshit, everybody knows you be on it Ain't got time for bullshit, everybody knows you be on it Ain't got for your bullshit, everybody knows you be on it Ain't got for your bullshit
Hold up, up I got more shit to say, yo
2] It's supposed to be Funk isn't it? it was music, above all the business But you just said all you niggas You tarnished the And you a Funk Volume Fitness? Come on now really Got us portraying something we really How we to be ill When you on our website a Shakeweight be Billy Blanks, nigga thanks Fool ain't nobody tryna weights We wanna hit up the studio and just rap and do shows But you don't understand the of hip-hop You a lame ass Dame, half the crew knows New age Jerry Heller, a fella I hate fucking name, every letter I'm fed up, you acting like an ordinary heffa I'ma take you to the dress-up We you our trust then you had us cornered You got us a shitty label with Warner And if I confront you it You tell me I need counselling and I got a You sent me on tour and horror Shitty hotels, no sleep with no to order and greets every single day, it's torture How you an A1 performer? Every time something's wrong it's the thing Blah-blah-blah-blah, you blame me you tell Brooklyn and Jammie Now they thinking I'm crazy I deal this on the daily My mentally rapes me I won't let this break me He praying Dizzy is gon' replace me, shady
What are your fucking motives Dame? Let's about it our manager, our label-owner, our accountant That's kinda tricky, is fishy, that's risky We just even know We go with the flow while you rowin' the You keeping us simple Cause you knowin' our only is just hopin' we blow So when all the money in from our album and tours You sit and soak in the dough When did we ask about the gross? When did we ever ask about the You would just hand us from our shows you knew we wasn't questioning the checks Nigga I trusted you my life You upped your so I'm making less? you bitch, you get no respect This is why Hop is coming for your (Bless)
3] All you about is making money You don't care about a fucking though You just fluctuate our dollars up and at your convenience like a fucking pogo You been screwin' on the label on the low And they don't even know So luck Jarren, Dizzy, Hoppa, SwizZz, I'm going solo
Nigga I know what you thought You think I can't see on the blood on the Blood on the walls, ain't going down nigga I don't what you thought I can see the blood on the walls Blood on the wall, that ain't going nigga Ain't got for your bullshit, everybody knows you be on it got time for your bullshit, everybody knows you be on it Ain't got time for your bullshit, everybody you be on it Ain't got time for bullshit, everybody knows you be on it
Outro] Change is one of the most difficult things that we face, but change is inevitable. One reason we don't change is we get comfortable where we are. We get used to our friends, our job, the place we live, and even if it's not perfect we accept it because it's familiar. What happens is because we're not willing to change, we get stuck in what God used to do instead of moving forward into what God is about to do. Just because God's blessed you where you are doesn't mean you can just sit back and settle there. You have to stay open to what God is doing now. What worked five years ago may not work today. If you're going to be successful you have to be willing to change. Every blessing is not supposed to be permanent. Every provision is not supposed to last forever. We should constantly evaluate our friendships. Who's speaking into your life? Who are you depending on? Make sure they're not dragging you down, limiting you from blossoming. Everybody is not supposed to be in our life forever. If you don't get rid of the wrong friends you will never meet the right friends