I can tell

Yuh yuh yuh yuh

I can tell this sh*t ain't real just by the way you looking at me

You can tell i carry pain with money just by looking at me

And his b*tch was in my phone last week that's why he looking at me

(That's a bummer)

Open more doors gotta see who throwing hatred at me

Lil shawty mad cause she can't get no attention from me

Put in work give that pressure put a little tension on it

You said you hurt that little wound you better put a tissue on it

I wake up every f*cking day like who my next opponent

Ole girl tried to call me a bum until i threw them racks up on her