ASKED FOR IT. (Freestyle)

There's a difference between respecting as an artist and respecting as a person I tried to be nice and humble, I don't know if that's workin' Before I did this shit, I was askin hoes was it worth it But no bitch gettin' away with what they say and that's for certain, uh I hate to see that all my friends was right, I turned the tables I used to try to prove 'em wrong, thought they was spreading fables Kinda embarrassing that I support these bitches to find out they talk about me so now it's forever "fuck The Label" I be there for bitches and it get overlooked They good at plannin' ceremonies, but this one for the books I love Jaseem and it upsets me that he's apart of that group, 'cos It's a shame to me they only use that bitch for some hooks Ayo Kidd, put yo heart on the line, then you'll see what I mean You know it's never too late to come back on the winnin' team Never trust a soul cos everything is never what it seems Bitches want control but that ain't what it take to be the queen They know I'm the hardest bitch They know that I go bizzerk All you bitches talkin' shit then tell me you wanna work I'm in love with beats, I can see why bitches think I'm a flirt If they charge for features, artists wouldn't get they money's worth She wasn't the realest friend, she don't wanna see me win When she feel left out she talk about it with her minions If bitches wasn't weird, all of us could be makin' millions Now I'm facing a fact that I thought was an opinion Silly them, gotta pull a Barbii cos I pity them Bitches need to grow the fuck up, I can see the kid in them I been killin' beats, so they call me Bill Bitches makin hits, that nobody feel Tried to fuck on Rexx, to get back at Trill, let's be fuckin real She call it a label, but they won't never know what the fuck it take to sign a deal Man, you hoes think you got what it takes to put us on the map? Taught on BandLab, and now she thinkin' that she own the app All you do is bad talk Tell me if that bag talk Just imagine talkin' about me usin' a laptop You got no heart I think it's funny like Kevin You get 2 seconds on Zeus and think you higher than heaven Sixx need to stop playin games and bein' that nigga peasant He stick with us he gon be lucky, might start callin' him seven I used to, think I ain't have time to speak up now I got plenty Livin' my life as a teen, you get your phone taken at 20 And you couldn't even fuck with me in daydreams Branchin' out to different sounds and genres isn't gonna make you mainstream So, the next time I give you bitches flowers is when it's in a casket Everybody saw through yo bullshit I look passed it I'm preachin facts now put yo money in a basket Hoes be puttin batteries in all these bitches back bitch All her features carry and she knows it now Otherwise she wouldn't release Bounty just to take it down Bitches actin funny? (Wow) Want the smoke then call me loud Don't live in his truth that's how you know this bitch a fuckin' clown Say you a Queen, but it's the label that's always bowin' down What makes you think negative spirits even deserve a crown? Ayo Nehemiiaahh, baby tell me how this work How you talk about me then on the phone with me afterwards I ain't know about this until now and that's what made it worse Claimed you as a family member, bitch you really got some nerve You ain't mad you talked about me, you mad you got fuckin' caught Learned shit on my own, you cannot name a thing you fuckin taught Rappin' ain't yo dream and it's barely a hobby Bitches respect me cos I'm known for buryin bodies I got home training but I'm shittin on every potty Stop trying to be different, Auto Pitch ain't for every body Look, you think you a mighty girl so lemme explain sum Hoes know you cos of me so don't forget where you came from The niggas that you wit ain't feelin' you but you claim 'em Never dissin the bitches wit a pen cos you ain't dumb But always coming for the kids though After this I'll throw this shit in the water under the bridge, hoe I'm just upset that you would even stoop a low point To where you talk about me after everything I did hoe You have the kings, you have the queens, and then we have you Where are we gonna sit you? Can't sit you with the rappers, can't sit you with the singers But we can sit you with the flops Being a "grim" bitch only got you so far (Not far enough) 'Cos you're dead now Nary (Ugh)