Reem Da Illist - Who Got Shot?

RDI
Yuh
Man, my comeback so ballistic
Yall pay attention
But still missing
The only bar that I said
When you thought I was out here dissing
But I don't give a shit
I don't give a fuck about your feelings
Hearing you talking is like hearing chatter
From petty children
I know that you like my songs
Gave you a round of applause
But you misunderstanding the fucking point
Somebody tell me why your own fam
Gotta be fake
Tryna see the silver lining
But I guess you can't relate
Uh
Sorry not sorry I'm vicious-ly
Wiping out yall niggas
Lyrically I'm above yall niggas
Don't get affended
Fake people be switching
Fucking up half these bitches
Talking 'bout rappers
Look
They just be thinking they cool
Till we hit em wit a macbook, uh
Why can't we be friends
Most of yall haters is fans
Obsessed over RDI
You gon end up being a Stan
Beefing wit niggas don't help
Got the blicky, utility belt
All of you niggas is trash
You can't even speak for yourself
I'm on the road, I got the stats
You doing shows
Making no money from those videos
Never compare me cuz I do not fold
Uh, you is a troll
Sixnine
Yea you is a joke
This nigga poppin up on my IG
Erase you from eternity for the peace
Uh, they always hating me
They want me to bleed
Feeling like Yung Zvy
Just want you to Look At Me
I'm from the trenches baby
Dropping these hits, they daily
Only time that I ball
When I listen to Roddy baby
Who got shot?
Who? nigga tell me who
Tried to tell you
It's the motherfucking opps
Talking on my block
Nigga you get got
Yuh, stunting on the block, aye
Tryna hang out wit them ballers
Putting my name in ya mouth
Tell me who got shot?
Who? nigga tell me who, yea
Told me not to retaliate
But you thought that you was slick
So I gotta end you now
It's your fault, you made me do it
Man, I'm bout to end you now
You shouldn't mess wit the illist
Yuh

Written by:
Karim Whifield

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