Blood written letter:

Chorus) Here's a blood written letter I just wrote out for you,
you think I am fake but I only represent truth
You can say it's to simplistic or you're just confused
Love me or hate me fuck it this is all that I do.

Verse1) dear bitches, you laughed at me thought I was nothing, now your just a thot tryna get something, yeah just a horny lil muffin, tryna get ate, watch yuh unbutton
Yuh pants, begging for a chance , the rapper baby do yuh lil dance. Yeah do your little dance. Double take, ya now you'll take a second glance

Switched up, now yuh try to get in my pants now, let me and the whole team fuck it ass up face down, how's it feel to get clowned,

Don't like it, but I'm only reciting, you know like style bitting, but now it's like I'm Obama and your joe Biden, like my old producer keep coat riding, this is the closest you'll have me confiding
In a lost soul, with coke or adderal, shoved inside of my nostril, and I feel my jaw tightening! Talking like tyson n trying to get up on another level, ya we bout to be fighting and

You don't want that, so take it all back, sick of you wearing a mask, self respect is what your seeming to lack, another party, chugging a bottle of jack, thinking I'm gonna run your bubble bath, you should have never talked all that trash, you said fuck me but fuck you so go ahead look at the math.
Zero fucks given, so don't even worry about what I'm living, or the bottle I'll be sipping, it's looking just like yuh tripping, there is really no convincing that this letter wouldn't be wrote out for you, because the pain you made me feel is real and I'm known for revealing the truth so!


Verse2) what's a homie. A homie doesn't worry about a dollar, a homie worries about your life making it past today to see tomorrow, doesn't want to see your ass dread in sorrow, a homie doesn't have a heart that's hollow, doesn't want to see you drown inside of a bottle, they want help your harmony like being your vibrato, like a Gemini and a Taurus. Keeping it real and split the change if you hit the lotto. I mean it really is hard tho.

But you wanna see me fail, wanted to see me sit my ass in jail, wanted people to open up me up like a bag of chips then throw me away like I was stale
Because now your not even gonna know me when I make it, your shady shit wasn't mistaken, I seen between the lines no matter how hard you tried to fake it. Body language louder then a ma fucker you don't even need to say shit. Like your pocket I ain't even gonna pay it.
No mind, I'm taking back every right that I know is mine, you ain't gonna take another credit for any of my rhymes, without you, you can see I am doing just fine, spontaneous or maybe I am acting out of line, but I'll be damn'd if you take a single credit for my success or any of my grind, so Fuck you for even trying, so just quit your fucking lying! So get out of my way a matter of fact get the fuck out of the line!