BITTER lyrics

[Intro]
n*ggas is bitter, they heard us
Look at the business merge
(Sneak dissing!)

[Hook]

They was bitter all along
Thats sh*t I don't condone
I'm the real, you a clone
But I'll flex for these hoes
Cause look how far we come
Mom and dad was never home
Turn around and they gone
I had to get it on my own


[Verse 1]

And I'd love to have to be the one to do it
Getting everything thats coming to ya
I'm Southside - I'll run up on you like John Gotti
Hard Body - Clap back, clap to the music
After 5, we the only movement making any movement
My b*tch as pretty as she money-loving
Campaign on Tom Hanks, and I'm still running
I came up with the only n*gga in the whole thang kept it 100
CloneFree? Who gives a f*ck
Don't Runaway, just run it up
Ya'll n*ggas not really running
Just sit back - You might learn something
Gave em plays, they got in the way
They not business-made
Can't catch up when this rap sh*t that I ventilate
Like 900 on the interstate
n*ggas swear they getting paid - Paid for views, skip the stage
I'm tryna get my n*ggas on Pay-Per-View in fifty states
They sh*t like REALLY played - Mine hit like John White
Mayweather, nothing nice - Killing off that weak sh*t
Drake-ing off that Meek sh*t - I'll give it a week, yeah