Jess Jackson - Diss Song lyrics

[Produced by Cool & Dre, Jess Jackson, and SAP] [Intro] I ain't tryna diss you I just wanna know the issue Yea I got some sh** on my mind [Verse 1] First off, this song, meant to be tooken wrong Bad intentions and all, don't want the problem resolved Heard it was you I'm like nah not my dawg Went to school together Took the bus and all Back of flashin cars, tryna be a boss Tryna fit in with the hustlers, they told us run along Tryna learn to shoot dice, got my bike stolen dawg You still wanna gang bang, ride deep in cars Til I see the n***a wrong hat, now it's head off Picked up a notepad, bet you gon do the same Looked down the sh** I saw now, I don't look at sh** the same Now how am I to blame for you choosin a life in made? n***a you a man too, why you mad at me? Same gravity hold you down, that's embarra**ing Your comments was hilarious, not even congratulations Told n***as we're related, even when I made it Had nothing but good things to say about you even though you still hate it I know you think ‘cause this fame I'm probably jaded Ain't get a chance to see yo daughter, tell her happy belated For me, I don't care if that car lease, you in it you own it And that's all me, being smart don't mean cheap You could take a life sitting in the driver's seat Take your shades off, I'm like (Remember me?) [Hook] I ain't tryna diss you I just wanna know the issue If you know what you say then say who you are We ain't gotta take it this far So go on, make a diss song, this is not a diss song They just wanted this song, tell em play this song I ain't tryna diss you I just wanna know the issue Listen to this song [Verse 2] Lookin at my story, breakin down my glory Judging my highlights when it's shots like Horry Always tryin to take from me, criticize, hate on me Wanna call me fake cuz you really can't relate to me Your remarks, blatantly out of character You sociopaths couldn't make a dollar in America On your keyboard cuz I blew up like a keloid Me boy, why you n***as gotta be a k** joy? I gave you n***as something to ride to Gave you n***as something to get fly to Gave you n***as something to die to n***as want the fast life, barely in the drive through I advise you, do what yo life allow you to You're a fan n***a? It's cool, I was once too All that feedback, really don't need that You like it? Buy it You don't? don't cop it Catid, it be great but my eyes lit Ignorance is bliss so I can't blame yo ignorance It's irrelevant, I'm relevant I'm a big event so go ahead and vent (I'm a big event so go ahead and vent) [Hook] [Bridge] Listen to diss song Listen to diss song Diss song If you know what you say then say who you are We ain't gotta take it this far I ain't tryna diss you I ain't tryna diss you Tell em play this song I ain't tryna diss you Make a diss song Tell em play this song Diss song Diss song [Verse3] Bill rings, let the birds sing Had to sacrifice, never knew what pain will bring This moment of clarity I do it for my auntie's nephew, never had a niece They call it spoken word, don't want it to speak Don't mix the colors with whites as if it was bleach Back of the bus, n***as fightin over window seats Tryna compete, T-Raww's Make this idea complete Ryan just got k**ed, who is there to blame? God rest his soul, tryna protect his gold chain It's rules to the sh**, but just it ain't a game Give or take, n***as still gon violate Not up for discussion, nobody co*kin and bussin You tough? It's always someone tougher sayin f** me some public law Bussin, I kept it 1000 to be exact Went from hood racks to Maybachs, how hood is that? Plaques on the wall, wall match the chrome gat Gat packed, backpack, backpack rapper never was that n***as fire arms like they f**in fist gone These simple heartbeats, that's a real diss song (Motherf**er)