[Verse 1]
Ayyo check this. Your lyrics are hit or miss
Don't you throw a fit. Stop laughing like a p***k
You want to cause a ruckus. You ain't with the winners
You ain't got the style. No! You're off my a mile!
I see my bro he's cryin oh boo hoo!
He's cryin' like someone died. Do you need a tissue?
No one liked Back On Track I better step back
Naw I'm not afraid of someone who talks whack!

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[Verse 2]
People say i'm good, people say i'm bad
People only talk whack that's just sad
You wanna know the real type of **** that makes me mad
It's just how people love the trap beats what a fad
People always gettin' in the rap game with the same style
Instead of being negative you rather just smile
You talk like you slick but you turn out being rude
How about you go outside instead of starting a feud

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[Verse 3]
Haters back off. CRZ he da real homie
So what if I don't go friends I love being lonely. (Why tho?)
Hey! I ain't a social type guy
If you love this beat throw your hands up in the sky
I can take criticism it's about what you say
It's just how some people just go their way
They don't believe that every action has a consequence
Why do you wanna be harsh it don't make no sense

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