BMT! - JPEGMAFIA

Sad

Uh, back in this bitch with a C in the case

All in the gram but don’t be in my face

Gotta keep goin', I don’t see all the hate

You know how I do it, I see what you make

Stop it, wait

How I got these niggas runnin' in place

spittin' with that gun in your face

Packin' the MAC to the back of the gate

Everything you had, I actually made

You really on Twitter but bitches you actually ain’t

Nobody’s guards can keep you safe

Out to the wolves, I don’t need no plate

Fuck my sergeants, fuck your bags

Fuck that harness, fuck them planes

Fuck the music, fuck them chains

Fuck your videos, fuck your face

Everything that y’all do is fake

Everything that I do get hate

Out to the wolves, I don’t need no plate

My bulldogs gon' eat your face

Yeah, that shit don’t make me feel no type of way (Nah)

All in your city get no type of hate (None)

All M30s sound fake, aye

Niggas get shot everyday, b

I can’t your face

See this price, make him pay (Rap)

I just want the hate (Hate)

I just want your place (Place)

I gave it up to God (Cake)

And God gave me this cake

Made me shake, wait

I’m tired of dodging fate (I can’t)

It’s so many niggas I hate (I hate)

It’s so many these niggas (I can’t)

I can’t

Fuck

Uh, back in this bitch with a C in a case

All in the gram but don’t be in my face

Gotta keep goin'

You know how I do it, seein' what you makin'

Stop it, wait

How I got these niggas runnin' in place

spittin' with that gun in your face

Packin' the MAC to the back of the gate

Everything you had, I actually made

You really on Twitter but bitches you actually ain’t

Nobody’s guards can keep you safe

Out to the wolves, I don’t need no plate