Azizi Gibson - Misguided lyrics

[Azizi] You little lonely b**h Little phony prick n***a why so stiff? n***a it's okay I won't punch your face But I got something to say I'm tired of your lies I'm tired of trying They been denying They in denial of my sense of style It just makes me smile Mother f**er pipe down I see what's in front of me And I need all of ya'll To get the f** from we All you shooters get the f** from we Can everyone please step awayyyy Back the f** up Give me my spaaace I switch it up real nice Cause I'm off the ounce Ima bounce right now Why you n***as throwing salt tonight Do forget who put you on You ain't up on the one(?) Sorry you ain't on the list tonight Just trill n***as trill b**hes on the spot And we going up tonight Don't let life go to waste sh** face Yeah we getting turnt tonight Lets be gooone No lets stay here We'll chill for a bit We'll have one drink f** it lets get ripped I won't be looong I must keep goooing This sh**s anoooying Better watch your tooone Headed straight for the throne Got my gun to your dooome Maaan, I'm tired of you b**h a** mother f**ers trying to say I ain't got style Daaamn Now you want to ride my dick Please make up your mind Daaamn Your b**h tip toed over here in jordans Ima take her a** down She said, "Z, will you wait for me?" I said, "Okay... Psych!" b**h i'm leaving then I'm gone And I ain't never coming back I ain't got time for the bullsh** I say that on all my tracks I don't give a f** who you are or what you rep You n***as ain't real You meals We gon' have a feast to that (x3)