My Lane

[Intro] Haha All we yearn for is lyrical warfare Don’t get it fucked up So if you ain’t down with real music, fuck up out this place We ain’t looking for you [Hook] I’m tryna make a name, but then these fuck niggas do the same They don’t care about the music we play They only tryna play around and get paid You ain’t even on my lane You ain’t even on my lane You ain’t even on my lane You ain’t even on my lane [Verse 1] If I have to release my mind, I’ma have to release the 9 Drive by, and kill you with my words There’s no saving grace from the words that I spray Lay niggas flat on they back as I spit the verse Fuck fake niggas and hoes, we don’t love those Ozones appear in the room from takin’ a toke Bozos taking over the rap game Over my dead body, I’ma go hard and pull the reins I’ma accomplish everything that I promised myself And fuck making music just for the wealth So all the cars, the money and the jewelry ain’t got shit to do with music So it don’t mean nothing to me [Hook] [Verse 2] Stay the fuck outta lane You claim to hate me, but you always speaking my name Damn Is it really me you despise, or are you jealous as fuck? I see that look in your eyes Bitch niggas will always remain bitch niggas The same way that hoes’ll never be housewives Don’t ever try to change ‘em, never accept ‘em Saving hoes ain’t meant for us, it ruins your life [Hook]