Exposition lyrics

[Intro]
I never been around to play the nice guy
I came to take what's rightfully mine
I knew you wouldn't understand, but I never expected you to

[Verse 1]
Hello b*tch, I'm back
My ex still hit my phone, I'm 'bout to switch my jack
About 100% of these rappers out in the city
Been tryna steal the kid's flow, please give mine back
Why you all on my di*k like this?
Is it cause I make hits like this?
Is it cause I never made a single song
About the way that I'ma go n flick my wrist like this?
Probably, I don't play with the f*ck sh*t
Skinny, white kid and I still never tuck sh*t
Swear to God that all day I'll be sussin individuals
Bet you all my residuals, everyone of you will suck di*k
And that's the worst sh*t, yeah we're vets
All of y'all wear skirts, that's that
We're next, never popped a single perc but yet
I will still f*ck around and put 30 on your set

[Interlude]
It's real simple
I was down to play the game, but there's one thing...
[Verse 2]
Mothaf*cka better act like you know, but who knows
b*tches try to do me like they Juno
I ain't f*ckin' raw, especially not for you though
I'm cool though, I'll still take her down like judo
I ain't a pacifist, but boys in it I'll pass a fist
I'll put a [?] to whip past all of your passes in
Now who the toughest 'n which is gettin y'all asses kicked
I don't give a f*ck if y'all point 'em out, that's adequate
For me at least I may not be a G at least, never seemed to me
Or even get played on the TV screen, your CDs weak
Yo [?] you see these freaks? Stop dming my promoter to see if the feature's cheap
f*ck you and f*ck that, you buck, we buck back
Who's what and what's that, too tough, what y'all act
Too sus I must add, you suckas y'all lack
Everything you actin', bein' is a wrap n don't come back, mothaf*cka

[Interlude]
I wholeheartedly believe you picked a fight with the wrong one
It's never easy to explain, so I advice you listen

[Verse 3]
Hello b*tch once more, we cannot trade features, I do not want yours
I do not need a video [?]
Cause me and Deb been f*ckin' sh*t up and the draws all yours
Me n him been livin' life, yes
Hopped up in a Maserati twice, yes
Catchin' planes though we had to switch a flight
We was out in Cali eat salmon over rice, yes
Somebody tell me how I'm not on top
Half a million plays on my song with Rock
Double XXL leavin' posts to ya boy, I'm close to annoyed
When the f*ck am I gon' pop
I did a song with Tory, got a beat by Play
Got a Futuristic feature sold out at the TLA
The [?] just wants to harm me, and hearin' we did a song
Now when the f*ck will me and this industry get along