Jealous is bad pt2

At the end of the day I’m still the best lyrical artist on this app, i don’t care about a crown, people only winning because they making catchy music.

Yeah, on the real, I'm these niggas idol (Idol)

Gotta be dumb to make me your rival (Rival)

'Cause I'm too powerful ('Cause I'm too powerful

And you not powerful (Yeah, you not powerful)

So say your prayers 'cause you 'bout to die slow (Die slow)

Die slow (Die slow), die slow (Die slow)

Jealousy is a disease, die slow (Die slow)

Die slow (Die slow), die slow

Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die slow

Uh, yo, who want it with Emvee now?

I smoke 'em like hippies now

They see me, say, "Yippie," now Homes runnin' like Griffey now

They switchin' like sissies now

You niggas is iffy now

They tune switchin' up

We take 'em to Jiffy now

She thicker than peanut butter

Im nuttin' like Skippy now

She want me to be my wife

Im the best rapper now

They call me big envious (Yeah), style defined as ridiculous (Okay)

I beg your pardon, meet me at the Garden

The number one draft, I'm New York's pick

And I don't lose like them dudes, on the New York Knicks

goes in on a fucka, like an entrance These old niggas, better change they dentures (What up)

When I get in the game, they gon' play the benches

Mami stop fakin'; talkin' bout what you got

You ain't got nathen, and you're not cakin'

Your not my taste (Nope), get out of my face (Yes)

I play the top, like eight friends on your MySpace (Woo-woo)

Stay in a child's place, check the timin' Trock niggas, like they throwin' up the diamonds

I'm bringin' things to light but you still can't see me

I flows like the monthly you can't cramp my style

Can't stand the pain here's a Motrin child

You already know it's Mr. G.O.A.T

Numero U-N-O

I got the trophies and the catalogue Just did a deal, Zona, check the catalogue

I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the blogs

Listen

So close, but we were so distant Wish I'da known in that instant

Ignored the hints or I missed it

I killed it

You'd always be in attendance

No flights, but always attendant Handwritten letter, you penned it Them nights we wish never ended Those rules that we wish we bended

Heartbreak that we never mended

Those messages we unsended

Best friends we somehow unfriended

Ain't care 'bout who we offended

Parties they wish we attended Got drunk and laughed, it was splendid

Uh, I'm the shizzniyee

You should follow my example, bitch, i.e

'Cause I'm front row, Isaac Mizrahi In the truck and they suckin my diznayee

All these nighas wanna get like me

Get their own speakers and some prose like me

When I'm at the game, all the pros like me

Nighas I'm a pro, ain't a Niggas like me nighas ain't stuntin' in the cold like me

Some call me bitchie, so Necole like me

Pull up in the Ghost, East Coast like me

My bitch spend money like the coke price free

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