80 chains going and ain't took one yet
Ain't nothing !@$!ed 'bout Gucci but this gold Rolex
A ten thousand dollar bounty put on my neck

I hope you didn't pay them cause they didn't have no success
You seen my interview ^!$$% and you got upset
I seen your interview too, you looked oh so stressed

I think the ^!$$% just mad cause I $#&@ed his ex
And I'm a big dog, he got the lil' boy complex
Go dig your partner up ^!$$%, bet he can't say %#@!

And if you looking for the kid I'll be in Zone 6
I hit a birthday party fresh, you and ya homeboy Tip
I know y'all seen me over there with that black fo' fifth

I bought a Bentley Mulsanne, it look just like Tip's
But I never went platinum, do you catch my drift
I never let a ^!$$% do me like Tip did Flip

This the same %#@! that got Big and 2Pac killed



For the record, this is not a diss record
Just the truth
It's Gucci the living legend

Oh, yea I'm a legend
Living legend ^!$$%
Respect that



I ain't playing wit ya, I ain't trying to dance wit ya

I ain't using hands, let them rubberbands get ya
It take money to go to war and we can go to war ^!$$%
I ain't no real rapper, I'm a $#&@ing grave digger

I'm a old school fool, don't make me show my age ^!$$%
Grab a Louisville and turn it to a batting cage ^!$$%
I did a song with Keyshia Cole and I know you still miss her

But Puff was $#&@ing her while you was falling in love wit her
Call you to do a song, wouldn't even smoke no bud wit ya
I was screaming so icy and was a neighborhood ^!$$%

This AR is my back up cause I don't need nan ^!$$%
Must didn't hear when Flocka said "Let them guns blam ^!$$%!"
Used to drive to Birmingham with a lot of grams ^!$$%

I'm just who I am ^!$$% but I ain't sparing nan ^!$$%
I know it's hard for you to sleep knowing you killed your homeboy
You left his son to be a !@$(, won't even raise ya own boy


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