Come And Get It (feat. CBK!)

Yeah I started writing raps just to help me with my stress Now I'm rapping every day but I don't feel any less I'm just trynna figure out why I'm always so depressed I need to let go of the past, just let go of my regrets But it's harder than it seems so I'm just blowing off some steam Wrote this rap, put on my hat, J Witt music is the theme I got a few people listening dawg so don't you touch my team Or you can call me Freddy Kruger, bitch I'll kill you in your dreams That may seem a bit extreme But I don't care, it's time to see This side of me, I guarantee There'll be some people, at least sixty three Who'll hear this song and disagree Cause I'm killing beats in the first degree Premeditated, don't you see? Let me show you what I mean I'm killing shit, my eyes are wet Every minute spittin' my vision Dismissing your dissing as bitching remiss and I'm In a position to cause a division I'll wreck your career like car collisions Shooting from far with such precision Y'all are missing, going hard like morning pissing I got more bars than a prison Got that J Witt on my hat now there ain't no going back The whole game's getting buried, that's why I'm always wearing black Got my pen and got my pad, why y'all looking so mad? If you want it come and get it, I'm here to stay, you're just a fad You think I care about some fucking bank and some clout? You think I care about you? Keep running your mouth I may not be your boy but you need to show respect My words are bullets that can shoot right through your vest You mumble words, but venom I spit Drugs, money, girls and cars and call it a hit You're claiming that you're writing the song of the century A whole bunch of words but the meaning is empty Flipping the script, I'll hit 'em with this A starving artist, let's serve 'em this I spit the facts, not even a diss Put the money where your mouth is bitch All you do is play them games All you do is say my name Don't even seem to hesitate Now CBK!'s got something to say I'd rather have some fans than some hoes and a whip I'd rather have the ones who are digging my shit You claim to be the best but that's not even the case You're nothing but a mockery and a fucking disgrace Got that J Witt on my hat now there ain't no going back The whole game's getting buried, that's why I'm always wearing black Got my pen and got my pad, why y'all looking so mad? If you want it come and get it, I'm here to stay, you're just a fad Got that J Witt on my hat now there ain't no going back The whole game's getting buried, that's why I'm always wearing black Got my pen and got my pad, why y'all looking so mad? If you want it come and get it, I'm here to stay, you're just a fad If you want it come and get it Me and CBK! are heavy hitters Most rappers are making trash, get down and pick up all that litter We love this shit, we're here to stay, y'all just looking like some quitters You fake rappers are immature so I'll call y'all a baby sitter Don't slip and fall when you hear this song, my bars are flowing like a river I'm up all night working on music, just keep scrolling through your Twitter I'm coming for you if you're dissing, that's just something to consider And when I'm chilling at the top ya'll won't even be remembered