MidKnyte - D13 4 THIS B1TCH

★ Chorus ★
Yall really tryna
Die in this bitch
Die in this bitch
Do a another fuckin’
Line on yo wrists, line on yo wrists
Of course it’s fuckin’
Lies in yo diss
Lies in yo diss
Yall ain’t really tryna
Die for this bitch
Die for this bitch
Yall really tryna
Die in this bitch
Die in this bitch
Do a another fuckin’
Lines on yo wrists, lines on yo wrists
Of course it’s fuckin’
Lies in yo diss
Lies in yo diss
Yall ain’t really tryna fuckin’
Die for this bitch
Die for this bitch

★ Verse 1 ★
Wow
I cannot believe how
You turned this peaceful community
Into a battle ground
Somehow you pull out yo teeths
Then wanna battle now
Somewhere deep in me
You wanna rap it out
But homie you don’t know me
You a phony, rappin’ on a hundred thou’
Blow me, it’s all Bologna, plеase shut yo mouth
Better phonе me, Fuckin’ boney, Anorexic
Told me, you don’t wanna text it ‘cause
Scared when shit goes south
I never knew that i would get heat
I guess that’s what happens when you elite
I’m just surprised because you never gettin’ that feat
I’m just surprised to see, that-

★ Chorus ★
Yall really tryna
Die in this bitch
Die in this bitch
Do a another fuckin’
Line on yo wrists, line on yo wrists
Of course it’s fuckin’
Lies in yo diss
Lies in yo diss
Yall ain’t really tryna
Die for this bitch
Die for this bitch
Yall really tryna
Die in this bitch
Die in this bitch
Do a another fuckin’
Line on yo wrists, line on yo wrists
Of course it’s fuckin’
Lies in yo diss
Lies in yo diss
Yall ain’t really tryna
Die for this bitch
Die for this bitch

★ Verse 2 ★
I seen these rappers come and go
One song, they think they shit
Rappin’ about bricks
One hit wonders and it shows
So whenever they hittin’ licks
And makin’ these flips
Just try to know
They ain’t shit
All that fame is fibs
Just to boast
No one coming to yo shows
Post a song and it goes viral
Yo life starts to spiral
Post another one, then it blows
A different song, with the same flows
That’s just how the game goes
If you’re not committed
And you’re not stayin’ loyal wit’ it
Then that’s how your fame goes
Oh shit, now your fame blows
Back to the grind on those same roads
Racks on my mind, only Draco's
I ride with is me, no lame hoes
Can see
That half of these people i stay hidden
Cost to much to pay attention
These bots in my fuckin’ mentions
Pray away his wishes
So i can spit my true intentions
These stupid fuckin’ bitches
Are always on a mission
To find somethin’ thats not stickin’
The “big search” for their intuitions
But i got heat in the kitchen
Two interventions
Beat is fuckin’ clenching
Who are you fuckin’ dissin’?
Move like an assistant
I’ll fuckin’ be downgradin’ you wit’ it
I’m so demented
Mind is so fuckin’ twisted
Just like yours
‘Cause you gotta be kiddin’
Why couldn’t you mind yo own business
So what if i cut, wait a minute
Didn’t you fail at suicide, hate to hit it
But it’s always bait to finish
Hypocrites tryna be a bitch
It’s all Satan in it
Say your mind stay dented
But is that really how you wanna phrase that sentence?
Listen, ima be real
I love how you got the passion
But i hate how you got no skill
If you kept the drive and the talent still
You woulda been a thriving deal
Cop you a car and some unmarked bills
Of me, some part feels
Your ego is too inflated
I hate to break it
The news and your ego
Didn’t you get bodied by a emo
It’s just copin’ mechanisms ‘till you stop
Breathin’ the next weekend, you will rot
All these rappers wanna be gangbangers
White ass bitches, tryna be drugslangers
But then it’s tragic when shit happens
I am not a thug
I’m just a emo rapper tryna be up
Don’t interrupt when i’m rappin’ about my problems
Unless you wanna solve ‘em
Motherfucka i’m T upped
Uh, yea
Die down in your hate
Lie down in your grave
My house is away
I drove to your city just yesterday
But i never threatened you
I’m just saying how easy for someone to get you
Hopin’ you see this lesson through a clear view
Don’t run yo mouth then be scared when someone gonna hit you
‘Cause yo funeral is somethin’ yo family gotta sit through

★ Pre-Chorus ★
Yall really tryna
Die in this bitch
Die in this bitch
Do a another fuckin’
Line on yo wrists, line on yo wrists
Of course it’s fuckin’
Lies in yo diss
Lies in yo diss
Yall ain’t really tryna
Die for this bitch
Die for this bitch
Yall really tryna
Die in this bitch
Die in this bitch
Do a another fuckin’
Line on yo wrists, line on yo wrists
Of course it’s fuckin’
Lies in yo diss
Lies in yo diss
Yall ain’t really tryna
Die for this bitch
Die for this bitch

★ Chorus ★
Yall really tryna
Die in this bitch
Die in this bitch
Do a another fuckin’
Line on yo wrists, line on yo wrists
Of course it’s fuckin’
Lies in yo diss
Lies in yo diss
Yall ain’t really tryna
Die for this bitch
Die for this bitch
Yall really tryna
Die in this bitch
Die in this bitch
Do a another fuckin’
Line on yo wrists, line on yo wrists
Of course it’s fuckin’
Lies in yo diss
Lies in yo diss
Yall ain’t really tryna
Die for this bitch
Die for this bitch
(you won’t)

★ Skit/Outro ★
*static*
Trash, with every song i had
I’m rocky, and somehow off beat
That they’re mad and sloppy
I’m just doin’ anythin’ i can (get this off my fuckin’ screen, man)
I just-
*static*