Testo Choppa Flow

To be honest, I ain't even wanna do this diss track, but the people really wanted it
I'd really hate to go this hard on you
But sometimes, we have jobs to do
Uh

Anger issues, hard times, it's running up my paystub
Who's that girl named Laney? I remember when you chased her
I make all this music harder than my boy J Dub Boy, I've always been the one knocking you down from the waist up
What is smoke? All I see is this weird grey stuff
What's the point of making music when you just waste stuff?
This is only my fourth month and I know that I'm one of the greatest
And I know that this diss-track is going to leave you quite fatal

Good times, bad times, I won't lie, I love 'em both
You're the guy who makes every single song with the same flow
Unfortunately, I seem to be a little more known
Yeah, I might be broke, but at least I'm in control
I feel most modest when I claim that I'm a goat
You're the one that never really learned how to compose
I hate to say it, but all my songs are in vogue
I hate to say it, but you've been acting like you're my clone
Anger issues, hard times, it's running up my paystub
Who's that girl named Laney? I remember when you chased her
I make all this music harder than my boy J Dub
Boy, I've always been the one knocking you down from the waist up