On the Streets (Interlude) (Explicit)

Truce he got the beat yow

I got some **** I wanna get off my chest

I got some **** that I just need to adress

I can't believe you niggas

Claim to be best

I cleaned the game

You niggas left it a mess

I wasn't really impressed with y'all

I know the grass looking greener

But it's full of snakes

I know your crew looking realler

But it's full of fakes

Niggas wanted beef

I'm serving plates

So let's cut the chase

I'm serving hate seven

Days and I'm never late

That nigga L.S took some lessons

From me and my nigga

He then recorded an opp

That was a ***** move

Sneak diss move, making diss tunes

I ain't calling you a *****

But you did what a ***** do

I didn't respond to the diss

It was just too weak

It had me laughin bro

I played it for like two weeks

He made a song about me?

Bro, you're too sweat

But it's time I showed

You who Truce is, it's too easy

Look, I'm the best around

If you're talking flows

Talking beats I don't mess around

If you really think you

Can compete man

Don't play around

Man, I never wanted

Beef but still it rise

But it wasn't really high

I'm talking to Pessos

All that petty **** now

It's left in the past bro

All that childish **** is kinda

Making me laugh bro

Turn down the hate man

Let's try to relax bro

Give me Oscars

When I cause a scene

All you rappers don't know

Music you just little kids

Got little cash just to pay the bills

I just wanna tell em all

Won't you play em this

So they can talk on the streets

They can talk on the streets

So they can talk on the streets

They can talk on the streets

So they can talk on the streets

They can talk on the streets

So they can talk on the streets

They can talk on the streets