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[Verse 1]
The streets of (omitted) is the city that you claim
But  when I ask around they say they don’t even know your name
You a fake, you just a phony
You always tryna start beef when you just bologna. You are not my homie

You try to be gangsta and claim from the streets but all up in your backyard there’s a view of the beach
I know you tryna act hard but I’m really tryna teach you something

I’m in my bag right now, you can ask around, I got a hundred different flows that I pass around
You a busta now. Dawg you just a clown
Said you were always on my team but you never been down

You claimed fake views was just fake news
When I first ever noticed I was like hey dude
What’s 100 thousand views with like 2 comments
These fake rappers like you is just too common

I ain’t even gonna bother to say your name
Don’t matter in the end when I changed the game
Never done diss tracks but I changed my lane
You can’t fuck with me because we ain’t the same