"Sorry For the Wayne"
You imposter
You could not f*ck with anybody on my roster
You wanted a feature 'till I told you "get ya paper up" 'cause it'll cost ya
Your role in Dophetamine was "lackey"
My nigga go and boss up
I'm hot (Hot)
Lil nigga chillin' with 10 fans
You ain't hot, so stop
Makes sense 'cause you only got 10 fans
Like no way AJ cappin'
Brittle like snowflakes
You got no place, no hits nigga that's no plays
Why you speakin' strong when yo' name don't even hold weight
If you wasn't bald, ma nigga I'd give you the cold fade
Look
Call up my niggas they offin' tops
I call the shots, you get lit off of shots
Pussy ass nigga I shit on yo' block
I'm just chillin'
I ain't the one grippin' the nine
But don't play me chicken, 'cause that shit get you fried
I see you in public, get slapped out yo' socks
Then yo' ass gettin' robbed
Film it, put it on the Only Noise vlog
Hit a nigga with that melatonin
Big ass head, he got melon on him
Wasn't hard to hit
I ain't even really write this shit and it's a harder hit
How about you met me in the boxing ring and find out quick how f*ckin' hard I hit
But what I look like punchin' a pussy ass nigga with harry potter glasses out his cardigan
Bruh, on God, this nigga pussy
This nigga bitch made as f*ck
He ain't wanna' rap battle
This nigga ain't wanna' box
He ain't wanna do none of that shit, bruh this nigga know what it is.
Nobody know you
'Cause you a lame, you a bitch
You a hoe, get off my dick
Talkin' shit 'bout white rappers
Then you book'em for a check
Nigga that's wack
What did you say 'bout Thom Staxx?
Them niggas the reason I know who you are
Now they the reason you'll lay on your back
COULDN'T AFFORD ME FOR A SHOW OR A TRACK
Broke ass niggas, they be speaking the most
Till I reach in they soul and I peep that they hoes
I sneak at his nose, watch it leak on the flow
Then I feed'em a bow, he ain't eatin' no mo'
You ridin' my dick, well f*ck it come along
I guess it was worth this mention on a song
You don't want the smoke 'less it's packed in a bong
Nigga it's talent you lack in yo' songs
Broke ass niggas, they be speaking the most
Till I reach in they soul and I peep that they hoes
I sneak at his nose, watch it leak on the flow
Then I feed'em a bow, he ain't eatin' no mo'
You ridin' my dick, well f*ck it come along
I guess it was worth this mention on a song
You don't want the smoke 'less it's packed in a bong
Nigga it's talent you lack in yo' songs
Jxve - Nobody Knows You Diss Track Lyrics
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"Sorry For the Wayne"
You imposter
You could not f*ck with anybody on my roster
You wanted a feature 'till I told you "get ya paper up" 'cause it'll cost ya
Your role in Dophetamine was "lackey"
My nigga go and boss up
I'm hot (Hot)
Lil nigga chillin' with 10 fans
You ain't hot, so stop
Makes sense 'cause you only got 10 fans
Like no way AJ cappin'
Brittle like snowflakes
You got no place, no hits nigga that's no plays
Why you speakin' strong when yo' name don't even hold weight
If you wasn't bald, ma nigga I'd give you the cold fade
Look
Call up my niggas they offin' tops
I call the shots, you get lit off of shots
Pussy ass nigga I shit on yo' block
I'm just chillin'
I ain't the one grippin' the nine
But don't play me chicken, 'cause that shit get you fried
I see you in public, get slapped out yo' socks
Then yo' ass gettin' robbed
Film it, put it on the Only Noise vlog
Hit a nigga with that melatonin
Big ass head, he got melon on him
Wasn't hard to hit
I ain't even really write this shit and it's a harder hit
How about you met me in the boxing ring and find out quick how f*ckin' hard I hit
But what I look like punchin' a pussy ass nigga with harry potter glasses out his cardigan
Bruh, on God, this nigga pussy
This nigga bitch made as f*ck
He ain't wanna' rap battle
This nigga ain't wanna' box
He ain't wanna do none of that shit, bruh this nigga know what it is.
Nobody know you
'Cause you a lame, you a bitch
You a hoe, get off my dick
Talkin' shit 'bout white rappers
Then you book'em for a check
Nigga that's wack
What did you say 'bout Thom Staxx?
Them niggas the reason I know who you are
Now they the reason you'll lay on your back
COULDN'T AFFORD ME FOR A SHOW OR A TRACK
Broke ass niggas, they be speaking the most
Till I reach in they soul and I peep that they hoes
I sneak at his nose, watch it leak on the flow
Then I feed'em a bow, he ain't eatin' no mo'
You ridin' my dick, well f*ck it come along
I guess it was worth this mention on a song
You don't want the smoke 'less it's packed in a bong
Nigga it's talent you lack in yo' songs
Broke ass niggas, they be speaking the most
Till I reach in they soul and I peep that they hoes
I sneak at his nose, watch it leak on the flow
Then I feed'em a bow, he ain't eatin' no mo'
You ridin' my dick, well f*ck it come along
I guess it was worth this mention on a song
You don't want the smoke 'less it's packed in a bong
Nigga it's talent you lack in yo' songs
You imposter
You could not f*ck with anybody on my roster
You wanted a feature 'till I told you "get ya paper up" 'cause it'll cost ya
Your role in Dophetamine was "lackey"
My nigga go and boss up
I'm hot (Hot)
Lil nigga chillin' with 10 fans
You ain't hot, so stop
Makes sense 'cause you only got 10 fans
Like no way AJ cappin'
Brittle like snowflakes
You got no place, no hits nigga that's no plays
Why you speakin' strong when yo' name don't even hold weight
If you wasn't bald, ma nigga I'd give you the cold fade
Look
Call up my niggas they offin' tops
I call the shots, you get lit off of shots
Pussy ass nigga I shit on yo' block
I'm just chillin'
I ain't the one grippin' the nine
But don't play me chicken, 'cause that shit get you fried
I see you in public, get slapped out yo' socks
Then yo' ass gettin' robbed
Film it, put it on the Only Noise vlog
Hit a nigga with that melatonin
Big ass head, he got melon on him
Wasn't hard to hit
I ain't even really write this shit and it's a harder hit
How about you met me in the boxing ring and find out quick how f*ckin' hard I hit
But what I look like punchin' a pussy ass nigga with harry potter glasses out his cardigan
Bruh, on God, this nigga pussy
This nigga bitch made as f*ck
He ain't wanna' rap battle
This nigga ain't wanna' box
He ain't wanna do none of that shit, bruh this nigga know what it is.
Nobody know you
'Cause you a lame, you a bitch
You a hoe, get off my dick
Talkin' shit 'bout white rappers
Then you book'em for a check
Nigga that's wack
What did you say 'bout Thom Staxx?
Them niggas the reason I know who you are
Now they the reason you'll lay on your back
COULDN'T AFFORD ME FOR A SHOW OR A TRACK
Broke ass niggas, they be speaking the most
Till I reach in they soul and I peep that they hoes
I sneak at his nose, watch it leak on the flow
Then I feed'em a bow, he ain't eatin' no mo'
You ridin' my dick, well f*ck it come along
I guess it was worth this mention on a song
You don't want the smoke 'less it's packed in a bong
Nigga it's talent you lack in yo' songs
Broke ass niggas, they be speaking the most
Till I reach in they soul and I peep that they hoes
I sneak at his nose, watch it leak on the flow
Then I feed'em a bow, he ain't eatin' no mo'
You ridin' my dick, well f*ck it come along
I guess it was worth this mention on a song
You don't want the smoke 'less it's packed in a bong
Nigga it's talent you lack in yo' songs
Writer: DeAndre Dunson
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