Public Eye:
“Dude alright foreal!”
“Nah, nah he’s on that shit bro.”
“How?”
“You ain’t hear?”
“Hear what?”
“Z launched a new piece”
“Oh word! Let me read it”
Z:
Please stfu (Man let em know)
Please.
Stfu.
I’m tired.
Trae: Oh we know.
Of these hollywood celebrities on the court
is there art in the sport anymore?
Anyways, look.
i hate it one bit, I’m not sorry
but I’m sorry that I didn’t go to parties
im tryna change the world
one bit at a time
in this shit
and im flying high just like Darby (Allen)
I dealt with trouble all this year
putting defame on my name
while im rising up to colleagues
or maybe you dont like me
because i dont buy my way through the field
like your father is to tyreese.
im sick of this shit
my god
why you playing me?
cause they don’t even fucking play you
but please why you putting others down
cause im young, black and hungry
is intelligence against you?
i’m a different face
just like Mase
I’m a bad boy
and you don’t see me complaining like im Caillou
i guess you wouldn’t know
that i’m him
on the low
i was getting to the game before it BIRTHED you…
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
i’ma be nice there.
i’m sick of this shit but its life tho
Trae?
Trae: Yeah bro?
What you know about Canada?
Trae: Ahh, I gotchu.
Trae:
Look, the great white north produces good ones
good cause some will never be great ones
we’re trying to excel in life
but i can’t wrap it upon my head
some are living to be NO ONE (*coughs* curlyhead)
the opportunity is there
but you wanna be a brat
and diss me off like im “someone”
i haven’t heard your name since
you will never be ranked down south
as the big one (Big T)
how’s ya bestfriend? (JB)
still brushing people off
who tf even raised you?
shit, im American myself
come and get punk’d
by a lot of girls who wouldn’t even fucking like you
you played a dangerous game
don’t get me started on ya mom
who the hell even is that?
i just know her from the rudeness
why she leave my girl in the dirt
when she held up the team’s GPA
with the snot in a tissue (education)
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
Julian:
Let me tell y’all something
if you don’t have it good
then why you hitting me up?
but don’t wanna put no work in
its not adding up
when i SPEAK it reaches mountains
why you act so tough?
when i DO
i’m making connects
so why you stink it up?
im just…
just a weapon who’s destroying dust
Eddy: So what’s up?
im him and im woke as fuck
Eddy: So what?
this is my shit, i aint lucking up…
but what’s crazy is you wanted promo
but i guess that don’t work as i’m supporting homos
or im talking about a plan which im cashing in mo-mo
or im creating all this art to express my whole mode
im tired of this shit
i don’t deserve this no more
im good in these streets
and my city wants on more
how you hate a dude with a balance
but you hanging with pretenders who can’t match up with my damn score (levels)
i know your sister up in the sheets
from my days i was wildin and ni**as was on go mode.
your sister’s a whore…
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
Yo Eddy!
Eddy: Yeah fam?
Do what you do family
Eddy:
Cut out all the background noise.
*silence*
It be the ones in your hometown praying on your downfall
programs
people
small towns
maybe i should build the wall
you defaming Z for him
if he doesn’t do what he does
YOU WOULD NEVER GET A CALL
imagine somebody tryna’ change the world
and you’re not respectful at all
mad at us
but your kid couldn’t ball
this aint a game for us
All together: WE NOT PAYING AT ALL (*coughs* blue team)
they say college gets you knowledge
but buys you a ticket back home
you weren’t them in high school
so why you faking my fall
i been through the same
don’t expect me to jaw
so please don’t fucks with my name
or come correct with the paws
All together: YOU LUCKY WE AINT DRAWL 🗣
Eddy: Cause I get cancelled every day B… *screech*
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
*screech* You’re not D1
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