TFE Sheedo - Men In Black II (feat. Tay 400)

Don't let me lose it in this bitch
Like if you snooze it then you lose it in this bitch
That jiggy way, but we get booted in this bitch
It's only us, ain't no recruiting in this bitch
It's too much pressure now he rolling up repeaters
Talking my shit, so let me bless you like a preacher
And this a banger bey, this breaking up your speaker
They know me and Sheedo fucking hotter than a fever
Starting shit on my wild ass shit
And my closet got an attitude, that shit be throwing fits
I be jigging when I stepping, see the bop all in my kicks
They say Tay, that nigga rapping now he think he with the shits
Know some niggas who done switch up, motion picture counterfeit
I never look up to no man, don't be calling me your jit
And I spitting out too heated, someone get the cooling kit
And I ain't fucking with no groupie 'cause the opps is who she with
Now why they playing like my lyrics ain't breaking up the place
Why they 'bout capping 'til they see the Heaven gates
And I done know you is a bitch 'cause I done run up in your face
Boy you just capping, ain't no gangster in your ways
Boy you just capping, ain't no bullets getting sprayed
And if it's beef, why you never ever say it
Somebody pass me a light, I tryna see a brighter day
And nigga bigging up he talks but I won't give it time of day
Like Sheedo say, why they playing like our lyrics ain't hot
Down like a elevator, where the button for the top
And I climbing like a ladder bey, I looking for that spot
That boy done looking like a janitor, he holding on a mop
A nigga lick up in the party, you could see it from he bop
Been deep in this shit, please tell me what I stop
This shit breaking up the road when this fucking heat drop
This shit breaking up the road when this fucking heat drop

Soon as they send the drop, we gotta slide to that spot
I ain't even hit the joint because I write off from the wock
And these hoes for everyone, so I don't even be tripping
You can't get no love from me lil bitch, just stay up out your feelings
Me and this girl barely talk, so why she saying we had dealings
I wouldn't even post that bitch, even if she went missing
When I get booted up, my eyes, they be red like a period
And I'll take a gal anywhere but fucking serious
Talking the hottest in the city, gotta include me in it
Gotta respect the top figures, if you don't believe in it
Niggas say he fucking with me but I ain't seeing it
I be seeing the slick shit, I don't take it serious, I just be reading it
We ain't clicking up to handle beef, y'all ain't worth the time
And she loving all my music, she get turn on when I rhyme
Me and this nigga was cool but he change with the time
Can't find no one who keep it real, like that get turn to a crime
I be dropping all these bangers but I ain't hit my prime
I ain't even see the play because I get catch in the blind
Niggas be dissing for bitches, all type of tough chat
I like thick hoes but I'd fuck wit you if your ass flat
Ain't no handouts on my name, everything i earn that
Quit the dissing 'cause whole time we all know you is a fan
I ain't even that famous so why you want clout off me
And if I ever was with her, then that bitch still my property
Me and twin jump on the beat for Men In Black part 2
And we just jump in the race so how we overlap you
Play with Chez, catch me at ya front door with a black suit
Fuck anyone who ain't with us 'cause they ain't my kinfolk
Me and gang'nem on the rise, bey don't act like you ain't know
Daily serving of some bars from TFE Sheed with the O
A nigga litter than a fuse on a bomb what 'bout to blow
On the beat, I on demon time, rapping with a wicked flow
My brothers keeper for life, ride for family until I go
And I repping that TFE, please don't mix me wit yoi folks
Only locked in with real niggas, ain't too much is my bro
Coming for everything, this my year and I stepping on they throat

Written by:
Rasheed Dewar, Shaqcoby Taylor

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