Deji - Unforgivable lyrics

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Deji - Unforgivable lyrics

JJ, wanna play games? Wanna snake me, get your friends tryna battle me (Battle me) Now they wanna bait names How can a man choose friends over family? (Family) JJ, we ain’t the same When I start wars, it only brings casualty (Casualty) Little boy, stay in your lane Imma drag you to the ground like gravity Talk about me, only negativity Bringing up girls to ruin credibility Text my parents to try and get rid of me How in hell have you not lost dignity? Like whoa, whoa How could you block your bro? (Bro) Even blocked your mum and dad too How could you be so low? (Low) Did you know? (What?) Your friends only there for the dough (Okay) Oh no! (What?) Your friends only there so they blow (No way) Yeah, you got the big bucks Clout got you ga**ed for a quick f**k Went and got a girl to lick your arse Instead of getting your d**k s**ed (D**k s**ed) You’re not a king, your mind is vacant Need a doctor, running out of patients ‘Cause of my vid you’re moving your statements Next to your girlfriend, hid in the basement You always say you made me (Huh?) You always say I’m lazy (No) But I’m here, on my grind While you’re just k**ing babies And how can you attack a man When you f**ed a girl in a caravan? Your flow is poor and your songs are s**t You’re ten times worse than my camera man You ain’t got time for your bro But you got time for these h**s, oh no (Okay) Yeah, I’m the guy on the camera, I’ve got the craziest flows (They’re crazy) The name is Jallow, I’m stealin’ the show I’m takin’ it home, now you’re beefin’ the pros But I’m gonna blow so stop with the gloat And tell all your fans what’s screaming to know I’m just an elegant yute Everyone knows I’m better than you Quadeca exposed your irrelevant views ‘Cause bro, you’re afraid of tellin’ the truth I know you think you’re awesome But it’s time to take some caution (Stay back) You baited out Deji for texting those girls But you’re on your fourth abortion Spent 100k on a crap track Still got a draw, now that’s that Instead of sparring or going gym You’re posting strippers on Snapchat All my vids, you won’t share mine But now I’m getting the airtime Like Malaysia Airlines Nobody’s found your hairline P***y a*s boy, please excuse my manners Uncle Tom n***a, you a YouTube cracker Speak on my name, that’s a YouTube dagger I’m a mainstream n***a, not a YouTube rapper I was in the trap tryna get my rest Then I heard you was talking, I was like that’s blessed Got a couple million views of the s**t, no stress Waste time on a p***y a*s n***a, say less Couldn’t step up to me If he do, then it’s d**h to the G Boy, you better tread carefully Catch L’s like definitely You a troll Why the f**k you talking cuz Everybody knows That I went from nothing to something And started bubbling, bubbling And now they paying to see me and that’s facts Man, I went from cleaning in public to getting money in bunches So if you hating a n***a then you wack Lois called me up the other day and asked me what I was doin’ That’s yo’ ex-girlfriend, she was practically droolin’ Put that b***h up on her back, I had to toot it and boot it She a bad lil’ b***h, so I co*ked it and screwed it Dax had the b***h bad on a back Dax had to put gas on the track Dax had to put pen to the pad Just to show n***as how the best would react KSI, this is not a game Wanna thank you for the call-out but you still a lame I don’t really give a f**k if you say my name ‘Cause it’s only getting views, multiply the fame N***a, you so trash, so bad Got yo’ body in a toe tag, no cap No, n***a can’t collab, you trash Couldn’t pay me like 40 racks, 40 racks, 40 racks Yeah n***a, that’s right If you had Dax up on ya song That s**t would probably change yo’ life It’s kinda funny, it took a nobody for you to finally rap with us Okay, so now my name’s been dropped And thanks for that The Crypt been empty since I ripped into Randolph’s a*s Ya wanna step to me? Here’s the welcome mat This fat man gonna eat and b***h you a snack You wanna be Ares? But you barely researched You the God of War but I’m the God of Rap B***h, bow to me until your hairy knees hurt Imma make you see how a real God reacts You wanna rap? Let’s f**in’ rap, the beat pause that Imma pick up the pen and rip inside of his ba**sack Slip his epididymis so he can’t jizz in a snatch I’m sorry Andrew man, I know that makes you sad But we can’t risk this man k**in’ another kid ‘Cause he can’t cover his d**k And his pull-out game is trash And I rap fast ’cause you can’t f**in’ do it You don’t like that? Well, time to suffer through it (F**k you) And I’m k**in’ him like I’m Kratos Keep his kids kept in a drain hose ‘Cause he s**t at spittin, but he thinks he’s sick ‘Cause every single Sidemen say so Icarus, idiot, can’t understand the idioms, I ink at him s**s more than the stiff syringe That they stickin in the b***h’s snatch To s** out your slipped semen Ah snap, that’s an attack, can you catch where I’m at I bet these bars are flying over your head like a bat You’re an idiot to involve me, I’ll implode him Tryna be like Ares ’cause you fear the Trojans Can’t get on your co*k ’cause I’m not Randolph Cease your brain like Cranioclast OP Have fun tryna handle all these bars that I heave out Get jabbed by this little prick and bleed out Y’all got Deji up in the studio right now Flew all the way here from London just to .. Hey Lele Pons, where you at?