The Oracle lyrics

[Verse 1]
Imagine 20 years with a bitter b*tch and the same drama
Dame told you do this sh*t and you don’t see Dame karma
K9 on your ass, n*gga no distraction
pus*y n*gga wearin' pink I guess he think he matchin'
I’ma paint the picture, let the n*ggas make the caption
f*ck bars I’m tell n*gga what really happened
You hear this tone, you know the mac is in my seat
You see exactly what I see you know my rap is not for free
You sent them pus*y n*ggas to the hill to trap me in the V
You singing n*gga, ain't gonna be no back up b*tch with me
I chew that n*gga til’ my teeth hurt don’t even hit the weed first
b*tches used to say I’m blessed and I didn’t even sneeze first
Much dirt as I got on you, don’t even need no research
My hand filthy, heart guilty, n*ggas like me need church
Tax know you as the n*gga that snitched on the Roc
D.C. crips only know you the n*gga they shot
OG n*ggas don’t have no history with you on the block
And everybody seen the footage I got
Every since 10 you was a thirsty n*gga
I ain't gone talk about the time you f*cked your sister
In 2002 you lost 50 pounds, ulcers in your liver
And now you tryna sell n*ggas liquor, n*gga
You always play the sucker part
Where was all that Rico sh*t when you left Jim in Rucker Park?
Matter fact I’m on a true life change
But let's get back to that smack and that Tru Life chain
Damn bro
Damn the whole f*ckin' land know
After that 50 sh*t you moved to Orlando
You had the n*gga Jim on the radio, where did Cam go?
We all understand though
You not really built for this sh*t
You not ready to kill for this sh*t
But no regrets
You gotta lift up a TEC to get Murder respect
n*gga are U-N, you dipped on the set
I’m the f*ckin cough in the slime flu
You gone out rhyme who? I’m your prime times 2
I never paid for my mistakes cause that’s not what crime do
b*tches f*ck me but that's what dimes do
Somebody wanna jump in tell 'em come share
I’m starting to feel like we don’t really compare
I'm pretty n*gga, wrist litty, sun wear
Diplomat only mean that you ain’t from here
You had a run here but y’all n*ggas is done here
All these pretty women and y’all n*ggas bringin' guns here
You way past the gun line
Every time you talk of me you sound like one time
I f*ck the King of rap b*tch when I was unsign
And made the n*gga Diddy sign me off of one line
Don’t blame for the past and I won’t blame you for the crash
Sent my n*gga Huddy on a dummy mission and he crashed
Gilet I know you need money I get it
I know your digital sales I know about your digits
I know Sony Red didn’t wanna your sh*t distribute
I know it's crickets so f*ck it use my name so they can click it
I made you, I raised you, why would I play you?
When you dealing with this power, n*gga Flex can’t save you
Me amorin, drive the foreign, kick the door in
Lady treat me like him important
I don’t even think of scoring
I just run the floor and D could alleyoop it to me like in Boston
On some Kyrie sh*t, y’all just talking
Heard that often
Had to rap again, y’all was boring 'em
Now you can tell Dave East, A$AP Mob, whatever you want
The whole hood know I’m the origin
You robbed Juelz on some Diddy sh*t
And when Jim start ballin' you get back on sissy sh*t
You even had the nerve to call up Sham
And use his basketball skill to steal the name Jelly Fam
Damn, Cam, I thought more of you
But when I think about it, that's really all you do
You really not that fly
You really not that guy
You really not that wise
I'm really not surprised
All pride aside you try to pay Lodi mom’s to side with your lies
Now I'm like f*ck it Drago “if he dies he dies”
Ain’t no unity
Ain’t no Children of the Corn
Ain’t no you and me
Any n*gga ever got Diplomat Immunity
Was n*ggas who ratted or ones who snitched on their community
And thats word to my n*gga Big L
To my n*gga f*cking Trell and to that n*gga Bigavel
To n*gga Loon on all my n*ggas in the cell
Hope you hold ya head, I hope y’all n*ggas doing well
This Ma$e n*gga, I invented the curve
I’m the name on the ribbon on the bird
I’m done rapping with you
You’ll always be my b*tch you got my f*cking name tatted on you