Slyrex & Chris Savage - 30 for 30 lyrics

[Verse 1: Slyrex] Never thought I'd be talking from this perspective But I think that I finally get the message I'm tired of always being the one to handle the disrespecting with grace This time I'm getting in n***as face Because half the city don't think that I deserve it And the other half think that my music is perfect A lot of n***as try to play it cool when they see me in person What they all got in common, they ain't see me put work in Thus they don't understand how it's my turn up Like I ain't stay in making music while they turned up Unwritten stories on the swishers as they get pa**ed And like your little 5 week buzz, they all burned up I used to fanboy about these rappers like a groupie Then one day I realized all of these n***as knew me Take my kindness for weakness and treat me like a newbie In real life, there's nothing they can do to me I'm done being humble with it n***as called me out my name, other n***as stole my music and did numbers with it The same day n***as pulled the plug on me for 21 But thanks to GQ & God, I still up & did A lot of these n***as fake They showing love when they in my face Same n***as talking down, saying I ain't in this race Try to profit off me when they see the bread my business makes I was cute when I ain't have a pot to piss in Now n***as shook cause they think I'm competition But if y'all would listen You would see I'm not a kid in closets kicking awkward writtens with you n***as I'm not your competition I'm leagues ahead of you n***as The elephant in the vette and I invented you n***as Writing tracks for my exes boy, you n***as is that lame With a loaded 11, so ask me bout my mack game You better treat me like I'm Batman And none of you n***as qualified when Sly is up to bat mane And I ain't finna stop till everybody in rap slain Only L I ever took's the one that's in my rap name, n***a That's all free They tried to take a "me" out the game, it's all G Slanging P's & Q's to keep my tank off E Till E make a M & it's all on me [Verse 2: Chris Savage] Aye, it's all on me n***a let me tell you what I oughta do Going off like Lil Wayne in the Carter II You wanna go to war, p**y? Then call your troops Humble enough to know that I'm gifted, got way too much pride to call a truce Detonation, I'm like a bomb inside the booth I know ya'll seen the blogs, Instagram, Twitter rants and read all them articles Sometimes I ask myself, "What would my father do?" Finally wrapped my mind around it Now I feel sorry for n***as that the reason God sent me here is just to body you n***as I'm Adolf Hitler of my time, I dominate n***a When I spit, it's like an AK so I be dropping these n***as Like Kanye West out of college, ain't no stopping me n***a If you diss me, I promise that I won't acknowledge it n***a Wouldn't even sip no liquor and talk bout politics with you And I'd be damned if I would congregate with you Y'all ain't seeing the bigger picture, live like I won't see the light of tomorrow Rather die today than to live in my sorrows