Soulja Livin' Tru - Diss Datt Lyrics

Rippa on the beat, bitch
Let me hear it
Aint worried about no motherf*ckers who I been passed
You steady tricking on them hoes with your simp ass

Brodie baby A rizzy and his gym pants
So every time he walk through you know he limp pass
I got the gym mad, niggas hoes, they be acting like Kim dad
You ain't never touch a bag, boy that shit sad

I be trapping out the glad, make a bitch mad
Yeah, nigga sit back
I be working like I'm tryna get a six pack
I be laughing niggas out here screaming get back

Playing games, f*ck around and get a bitch smacked
I don't do strong arms, but I ain't worried about no kickback
Buying food form Hong Kong, I ain't tryna get my shit snatched
Two times two, broke it down like a Kit Kat

Remember getting nothing, now all a nigga do is get stacks
I Remember we was busting off the beans, they was trip stacks
Nigga ass, couldn't see Christmas, he got gift wrapped
Nigga got beat, tryna speed, they knock this pitch back

Never heard a real nigga from the streets
Yeah, this that, yeah, nigga this that
Yeah, nigga this that, yeah, nigga this that
Yeah, nigga this that

This that Soulja livin tru, Soulja living life
I got niggas doing two, got niggas doing life
I'm that nigga that influenced you to get your money right
I'm the one that told you truth, told you streets was trife

I'm the one that told a nigga how to play and be on beat that time
Cracks kicking nigga door, I'm the one leaping through them blinds
Niggas know about Buddhaman and Soulja Glock, them boys there sliding
But it don't matter, cuz niggas know I'ma Buddha, bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-bye
Bout mine

Yeah, it's bout my time
Niggas try throw dirt up out my name but I'm still gon' shine
Real life shit here ain't no game, can't press rewind
Self made, and I don't dick bang so it's gon' take more time

Yeah, nigga, cus this that
Nigga this that
Yeah, nigga this that
Yeah, nigga this that