Rage Rocket & Regii Bxnds - faceoff

Acting tough on the internet, watch your mouth
I came up from nothing but a little bit of doubt
Stop being so stingy, there's plenty love to go around

Wanna fuck with my ice on, with my lights off
Man, these niggas so dirty, spray them with Lysol
My diamonds clashing with each other, it's a faceoff
That nigga stepping out the house with fake Ray Charles
All the niggas sleeping on me need to wake up
Self-made niggas, we ain't need nobody to save us
Oh, yeah, they showing fake love
My head is so fucked up, I think I need a shape-up

These niggas need a shape up
Hit them with the razor
These niggas so fake, uh
Kinda like they Faze Rug
They ain't got no shame, uh
What I got in the back, better watch out
Because it'll change you
Now they say that I'm next up
I thank God that I'm blessed up
I thank God for these checks, uh
I don't need a blue check, uh
I just need them blue checks, uh
I just need my respect, huh
I don't care what he said, huh
As long as it's 'bout paper, I'm all ears
Where that bread, huh
Where that bread
Move out the way I need my legroom, huh
Say it with your chest
I make more money laying in my bed, uh huh
This shit too easy, I did this verse in 30 seconds, oh oh oh

One more time, huh, let it go one more time, huh

Ringing up my phone, I don't even wanna talk to you
I ain't even gonna cap, everything is cool
She gonna let me dive into that pussy, panties loose
I can't even lie, man, I'm living kinda comfortable
If you wasn't such a bitch, I wouldn't diss you
Make these hoes cry, give them a tissue
I make music when I want, that's beneficial
Yeah, and these pants, they official

If you got a issue
Better take it up with god cause I ain't missing
Nigga, just listen
The way that I flow on these beats, I'm not like these lil' niggas
I live in the kitchen
The way that I'm cooking it up, it's like I got a apron on
Man what is he sayin, huh
Do I gotta say it again?
These niggas is fake, oh man
Man, you couldn't touch these bands
If I held it out to you with my own hands
Man, you never had a chance
He just listen to his mans
They all yes-men it's not a single soul in there that could understand
The shit that go into it
Man, I'm talking literally
I don't even think 'bout what I'm bout to say
I hop on the mic and I get an epiphany
It's bigger than talent
I swear this music shit just live in me
Fuck being humble, nigga, when you this fire
It ain't really shit you can say about it, nigga

I put Regii on this bitch

Written by:
Lahmar Lewis, Noble Eshun, Regii Bxnds

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