You think

You think you hurt me , 

You think having that bitch called my phone hurt me , 

You bitches acting like you , 

You think I’m worried , 

Bitch I’m lurking , 

You think I’m worried about a bitch , 

You out here begging for respect, 

You out here false claiming n shit , 

You out here trynna be something you not ,

That shit shady , 

You out acting like you getting that paper , 

You out acting like you balling that shit crazy , 

Living in your momma house paying no rent that shit shady , 

You pointing fingers n shit , 

Calling me out my name n shit , 

Trynna down talk me , 

Thinking you got one up one , 

Boy are you dumb , 

I let you sleep on me , 

I’m finna wake that ass up , 

Finna had the switch , 

Finna show you how a real boss get a bag , 

You think you hurt me , 

Baby you taught me what not to fall for , 

You think you played me , 

Boy you played yourself cus anit no bitch gonna love you back , 

See when you get out your feelings you might wanna put some respect on my shit , 

You think I fell for you , 

Nah I trip ova you , 

You think I was in love with you , 

Nah I was in love with the image I came up of you , 

Haaaaa I thought you would win this shit now , 

I thought by now you would see what you lost , 

But guess not , 

So I’m go back , 

Bum ass niqqa , 

Trapping for everybody ,

We all know you not popping , 

We all know you fear play that lil money they throw your way ,

Niqqas give me that everyday ,

You think ,

Yah I let you think ,

But I got the the last laugh ,

You think 

This poem is about: 
Me
My country
Our world

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