Fool's Mate

Ayo Every day I wake I got new hate These niggas ride dick so much they got a due date Rappers too fake, frontin' they have to move weight You joined the gang at 30 somethin', that was too late You think 38 give a fuck what a rap dude make? They had Wagyu on they plates, we had cube steaks Niggas only care about views and how they shoes laced You had a baby by a bum bitch, that's a fool's mate So Jim, I don't see two white men jumpin' Spec And he fallin' down the escalator in the airport Niggas is cookin' him and he's tellin' the cops "No, he jumped me, he attacked me!" Spec ain't doin' none of that I don't see Spec runnin' at the Rucker and all that You know, this is respectful shit I don't see, um, Spec didn't have these kind of issues 'Cause he moves honorable Ayo I came to talk to these kids on some grown shit Follow no man, do your own shit But please make sure you own shit Don't have a lot of chains with no cribs or some Jim Jones shit Yo Jim, I got a bone to pick That's some ho shit talkin' 'bout how another nigga toes thick When your house on the foreclosure list He lost his crib in '06 and this nigga still homesick What I really don't get You wanna be a street nigga so bad that you got Alpo old bitch But Po said she don't blow dick What? Po said she don't blow dick Man, this nigga talkin' like a boss but ain't givin' out no jobs Nigga, you can't even go home and get a blowjob Before you made cash off rap, what was your job? Jim's story faker than a one Fat Joe raw Huh, and your broad face type valid Without that body work, that bitch'd be shaped like Khaled Better replace them steaks for some late night salad No matter how much you hate, you can't take my talent Huh, you talkin' to a real man with skilled hands I took kilograms and built brands Got a flow that a field stands Only reason Kiss eatin' 'cause he Fat Joe lil' mans, huh Fool's mate Fool's mate Fool's mate