Tomis Reil - SubTopic Lyrics

I was there when you got locked up
When you got that bitch knocked up
Now faggot you f*cked up
Only thought with your nuts
Tryna get in my ex and bust
Yeah homie good luck
You're gonna need a machete
You'll be fumbling through her brush, yuck
F*ck you bitch, you're nothing to me
Built you from your hands to feet
Gave you a plate, so you can eat
You had a girl, but you would cheat
With my own ex, yeah you Hailey
Didn't mean to spill the tea
Oh wait yeah I did, so f*ck you T
I'm exposing everything
Like you and Lani's damn kiddie
You won't give it anything
What the f*ck, are you kidding me
You really are shit with family
Were friends now fiends, you're dead to me
I'll kill my son, he'll rest in peace
But not until he's hearing me
Now you best be listening
You say that we're brothers
Then treat me like we're not
Heard about your lil crush
You're a pathetic ass thot
You best stop flipping
Before I make you flop
Oh shit you already did
When your trash EP dropped, DAMN!
Here you come, here you go
Trash ass flow, oh no no
It ain't icy, it ain't cold
Take it back to Chicago
Take that mask you wear too
You ain't scary, you just a fool
Who stay crying big ass pools
Over girls that you would lose
Cause you'd yell and you'd abuse
Then wonder why they leaving you
Just stop stalking them at school
And stop acting like you're cruel
Trust me homie it ain't cool
You just looking like a tool
(Just stop you ain't fooling anyone)
Nah bro you can't be Freddy
Oh trust me, you ain't Jason
F*ck it let me be petty
You're more like O.J. Simpson
Beating on Lani
Leaving bruises on her thigh
So they couldn't be in sight
But now I'm shining the light
Made fun of Kenya
When you'd see her ass cry
Right before she saw you
A relative died
Then y'all broke up
You'd stalk her to her ride
Hard to be on your side
When all you do is lie
You'd say this and that
On how she's whack
But then you won't
Support with facts
Like come on man
Now be a man
And next time man
Don't threaten
That shorty, Ari's ass
Saying that you'll
Kill her ass
Put her in the grass
Then blame Kenya
You're in the can
That's just whack
And she didn't know
Til after the fact
And when she heard
Her ass would laugh
(Hahaha)
Let's talk about stats, how I founded your ass
Put you on the map with some features on tracks
But now your ass is the thing of the past
Known as the guy who's on Thomas' raps
Damn, that's sad. Actually it's quite mad
Just 2 years ago my rapping was straight trash
But now I'm flowing, now I'm owning, now I'm growing
Sorry homie how 'bout next time you stop wit yo hoeing
And quit acting like a phony, to your brodies
Then you wouldn't be so lonely
Now you're stuck with my ex
Who I also got to blame
Oh trust me she ain't safe
'Bout to shit on both your graves
Yeah I cheated, I'm ashamed
Oh wait, no I ain't
Had your friend swing on me
I was like oh no way
Told you two to part your ways
You looked at me and said okay
Bitch you lied right to my face
You'd still text him everyday
To see if he is still okay
Said you was lying
To protect his lil brain
Oh boo hoo, I hope he's great
Nah f*ck that bitch Jose
Next time you wanna lie
I'll make sure he slits his veins