Phix - WORKED UP

I was tired of getting slept on
Always stepped on but now i’m over it
Read is what you getting left on
In my cell phone when i open it

22 i made the best songs
Put myself on and i know this shit
Tell these labels get the f on
While i press on i don’t owe them shit

If i’m in the ring we’ll be done fast
Beheading you rappers a blood bath
While holding my dick still pouring a fifth
The moment it clicks better duck fast

Had to bust ass
So believe me when i say
I don’t give a fuck that
Before i had horses nikes and forces
I got around with a bus pass

All of my idols are rivals to me
And all of them are people i must pass
And fool it’s ridiculous i be indigenous
And you are not so just stop cappin

You should be ticketed and be convicted
With littering if it does not happen
For all of the music you ever put out
Cause all that I hear is you drop trash and

I will expose you!
Just like these other guys stories i found gaps in
If i hear you telling anyone otherwise
Know damn well you are not spazzing

Rapping and bullshitting
About a whole bunch of shit that really does not happen
You ain’t do shit when the lights flashing
You duck in the seat til the cops passing

I promised i wasn’t gon get angry but
I mean i’m not angry i’m just worked up
You know at this point it’s just like
I’ve heard all i’ve needed to hear
Yall are done

Any single fan you thought that you had
You had better tell them you been living a lie
No homie i am not kidding bitch i am
Finna bring out what’s been living inside

I pray to god you get found by a label
Just so they could sign you and set you aside
Nothing but 10s will get in the ride
She fell in love soon as i slid it inside

Only three things that i need
Are pussy money and weed
Thats all the amenities
I do rap i do rock i can sing
So im better than 90 percent of these

Rappers and singers thats all gonna fade
But imma get paid for infinity
I promise as long as i breathe i wont ever leave
I’ll never vacate the vicinity

Im bout to make an example out any rapper
Who might try to attempt this
I don’t need no ammo
To put your head up on a mantle
I’m knocking you senseless

Feeling like rambo
Fighting off all of the haters that slide in my mentions
Grit the enamel while biting your tongue
If you ever wan pry in my business

Whole gang with me ain’t a thang bitch
We in a sprinter can like we be hunting a mystery
You’d get your feelings hurt if you seen
All of the dms your girlfriend be sending me

And if you have a career i wouldn’t ever
Recommend running into me
I’ll do in a decade what you couldn’t even imagine
Would happen in centuries