Deo Baine - Shots fired (diss track ) lyrics

[Verse 1] What the hell is wrong with the game these days I am 21 I have no heart these days Soulja Boy a fraud and I'll tell it to his face Washed up goin through a Gucci Maine phase What the f** you on you ain't no real rapper Shut the f** up gettin bodied by actor Dissin everybody except a real lyricist Dissin everybody then started to get pissed Lil p**y n***a I only f** with savages Pull up at your house Call that Rico Recklessness Lil Uzi Vert i got sauce that you think you have So small we can fit body in grocery bag (Its almost 2017) So they asking where I've been All the sh** thats goin on I had to intervene Fake a** beef Just for 20 more streams Dissin eachother likely But friends behind the secens f** what you believe That's the sh** that I have seen f** with you achieved Cause thats sh** you released Lil yatchy shout just quit I'd rather feauture Jaden Smith Trippin bout a chick That Soulja Fraud took a pic with Cryin thats my crush Grow a pair and stop actin like a damn b**h Whoa that's more inspiration Then a f**in diss But this ain't no ether This a f**in plot twist Cause if go hard They'll get dismissed Terminate your contract On some Def Jam sh** Trinidad sh** You bout to be replaced Trill Sammy is a b**h n***a this no 2 k n***a f** around and Catch a uber to your grave All you did was walk around Instead if searching for your chain Then the big fraud helped you that's a f**in shame n***a what is that about You know yous a b**h when Soulja fraud helps you out But no worries man I'm still doin my thang ï Suicide flo I'd rather watch you n***as hang Then hearing a song of you again My Gun chief keef Cause it goes bang bang This that undecided pro With underrated flo Screamin f** the oops Like I'm Baby CEO In a squad of ten thousand I can make you feel alone I godda call out Tyga Cause the fam sayin do it I don't even have to diss Em Cause he always do some stupid Heard you signed to Good Music No wonder Kanye Lost it And you ain't love that girl You just do it for the profit And the gossip Tryna fill up your wallet And if you do a hit They'll prolly reposes it This love of the game I'm obsessed with I'm a bit obsessive f** with my possessions Then I'll show you whats possessive A actor godda rap to get the rap game talkin Where the truth KRS birthed now its f**in orphaned With the rhymes I'm a k**er f** Riff Raff ,Designer and Mac Miller Whack a** rappers I'm coming better watch out I'm on to yah