Misguided

[Azizi] You little lonely bitch Little phony prick Nigga why so stiff? Nigga it's okay I won't punch your face But I got something to say I'm tired of your lies I'm tired of trying They been denying They in denial of my sense of style It just makes me smile Mother fucker pipe down I see what's in front of me And I need all of ya'll To get the fuck from we All you shooters get the fuck from we Can everyone please step awayyyy Back the fuck up Give me my spaaace I switch it up real nice Cause I'm off the ounce Ima bounce right now Why you niggas throwing salt tonight Do forget who put you on You ain't up on the one(?) Sorry you ain't on the list tonight Just trill niggas trill bitches on the spot And we going up tonight Don't let life go to waste shit face Yeah we getting turnt tonight Lets be gooone No lets stay here We'll chill for a bit We'll have one drink Fuck it lets get ripped I won't be looong I must keep goooing This shits anoooying Better watch your tooone Headed straight for the throne Got my gun to your dooome Maaan, I'm tired of you bitch ass mother fuckers trying to say I ain't got style Daaamn Now you want to ride my dick Please make up your mind Daaamn Your bitch tip toed over here in jordans Ima take her ass down She said, "Z, will you wait for me?" I said, "Okay... Psych!" Bitch i'm leaving then I'm gone And I ain't never coming back I ain't got time for the bullshit I say that on all my tracks I don't give a fuck who you are or what you rep You niggas ain't real You meals We gon' have a feast to that (x3)