Fuck da opps

Quincy talkin’ tough, but he ain't really street,

Claimin’ he a G, but he movin’ like a cheat,

Always throwin’ shade, tryna dim my light,

But I rise above, yeah, I’m ready for the fight.

He’s playin’ mind games, tryna mess with my head,

But I see through the lies, I ain’t easily led,

Got my squad beside me, we stayin’ on the grind,

While he’s stuck in the past, I’m ahead of the line.

Tryna make me feel small, but I’m standin’ tall,

Quincy’s just a hater, watch me break down the wall,

I’m chasin’ my dreams, he’s just chasin’ the fame,

In this game of life, he’s the one to blame.

Real recognize real, and he’s lookin’ like a fake,

While I’m stackin’ my wins, he’s just givin’ me hate,

So I’m keepin’ it movin’, got no time for the lies,

Quincy can’t stop me, I’m destined to rise. Quincy talkin’ tough, but he ain't really street,

Claimin’ he a G, but he movin’ like a cheat,

Always throwin’ shade, tryna dim my light,

But I rise above, yeah, I’m ready for the fight.

He’s playin’ mind games, tryna mess with my head,

But I see through the lies, I ain’t easily led,

Got my squad beside me, we stayin’ on the grind,

While he’s stuck in the past, I’m ahead of the line.

Tryna make me feel small, but I’m standin’ tall,

Quincy’s just a hater, watch me break down the wall,

I’m chasin’ my dreams, he’s just chasin’ the fame,

In this game of life, he’s the one to blame.

Real recognize real, and he’s lookin’ like a fake,

While I’m stackin’ my wins, he’s just givin’ me hate,

So I’m keepin’ it movin’, got no time for the lies,

Quincy can’t stop me, I’m destined to rise. Yeah, fuck Quincy, man, you know he ain't real,

Always talkin' down, tryna mess with my feel,

Claimin' that he solid, but he fold like a sheet,

Fake smiles, fake love, can't accept no defeat.

Got my mind racing, he just playin' them games,

Tryna get in my head, twistin' thoughts like it's fame,

But I see through the lines, I ain't blind to the hate,

You the one to blame, boy, I’m settin' it straight.

Keep throwin' shade, but I shine in the light,

Confidence on ten, yeah, I'm ready to fight,

You ain't stoppin' my grind, I'm too focused on me,

While you busy trippin', I'm just chasin' that G.

Talkin' all that mess, but you ain't in my lane,

I'm a king on my throne, while you stuck in the rain,

So keep hatin' from the sidelines, I’m doin' my thing,

Quincy, you a joke, and I'm the one with the ring.