King Con Freestyle II

Fuck 'em!

Imma say it with my whole chest
Fuck Tylo and fuck Wes
Guarantee them boys upset
Imma kill 'em then what's next?

Tylo May copies J.I.D
Wil' Wes sound like Bhad Bhabie
None of y'all can ball in my league
Icon be the MVP

Radio time don't mean shit to me
You ain't competition you just an enemy
Lyrically murder you no one's preventing me
All of you all against me it's a victory, ooh!

You can't handle the truth
Understand that you're doomed
Put you all in your tomb
Yeah, yeah, look

Walk around on your grave
All my music get played
I honestly hope you get paid
But you probably won't cuz you play with my name

I got the vision right now
I'm on a mission right now
I'm hearing crickets right now
Why you go missing right now?

I be really making art
I be really making noise
Imma split it with the boys
Killing y'all no choice

If you make a response
Send it to my inbox
I ain't gonna hear it otherwise
Because everything you do flops

You ain't dealing with the old me
I'm bout to get fitted for rollies
I'm bout to pull up with the brodies
And you disappear like Kenobi

Tried to get you in the studio
I throw assists, like I'm Ricky Rubio
If you want in, then you tell me who you know
If you throw shots, I catch 'em like Julio, ah!