Anthony 1999 - Battle Me

RIP the beat and opps, the beam is hot
Ain't getting no sleep, still hittin' on thots
They talk down, but I look from the top of the suite
And the beef ain't sweet when you fucking with me
And I came from a hole now it's all luxury
They don't want peace cause they life ain't sweet
Look at my life and it's just like a peach
Feet in the sand, choppa on the beach
Fuck being friends, fuck a nigga beat
You better keep your bitch way from me
'Cause a nigga really pushing P'
And I'm outdoing niggas with a ease, but I really only battle me
Like, stump a nigga in the street
Like, take over the track with the feat
Then I get me a band, hear the beep
And I feel like a shark like K$upreme
And I hit a bad bitch in my dreams, then I woke up, hit the real thing
Then I pick up my phone, hear a beep, bad bitch tryna know where I be
Opp niggas tryna see if it's me
Old bitches still can't even believe (can't even believe this shit)
Still can't believe this shit, they still can't believe this nigga
New locations, new bad bitches in my rotation
Just met, got a bitch calling me, "baby", yes I know that shit is crazy
Wasn't fucking with me as a baby, now the money up, she going crazy
I had friends, them niggas was lazy
Said he my brother, but he tryna graze me
The fake shit, it amaze me
I was so blind back in the basement
He said he love me, that nigga was hating
He said he love me, that nigga was waiting
I been oh so patient, nigga I won't even fall on the pavement
Nigga I been in the stu, they was banging
I was staying loyal, they was changing
Stayed down til they paid me
Free Pops, but it feel like Torrey raised me
Shit it feel like Torrey made me, but I had the trap since a baby
I had bitches going crazy and Bob Stone turned em' shady
Niggas all up in my business and white bitches always play me
Rich niggas tryna pay me and bitches asking, "can you take me?"
She talk about LA daily, she wanna go LA crazy
RIP the beat and opps, the beam is hot
Ain't getting no sleep, still hittin' on thots
They talk down, but I look from the top of the suite
And the beef ain't sweet when you fucking with me
And I came from a hole now it's all luxury
They don't want peace cause they life ain't sweet
Look at my life and it's just like a peach
Feet in the sand, choppa on the beach
Fuck being friends, fuck a nigga beat
You better keep your bitch way from me
'Cause a nigga really pushing P'
And I'm outdoing niggas with a ease, but I really only battle me
Like, stump a nigga in the street
Like, take over the track with the feat

Written by:
Anthony Mills

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