Текст песни Dead To Me - WildFire The Producer

I got a check, come at me with respect
I keep my foot on your neck
Stuck at a desk, keyboard cat reject
Do everything but flex
Got to reflect
I took a lot of L's but none had an effect
Still taking dubs, wondering what is next
Can't take disrespect
Stay in check
All of bands is blue, wondering who is you
Get no views, the one that you do get is by your yes men crew
But what's new, you thought you could beat two
Now your stuck in queue, spreading like the Flu
Got beef with Mc' who? smaller than my shoe
Yeah (What)
Yeah (WildFire, what)
Yeah (Heat like this is like a wildfire)
Yeah

Boy you dead to me
Boy you dead to me
Boy you dead to me
Little boy you dead to me
I get cheddar
I got heat no sweater
I got bands, investor
You is fake, projector
I get cheddar
I got heat no sweater
I got bands, investor
You is fake, projector

You ain't my friend, you can send all your haters
You just doing a favor
You can't pretend
You and your boys are traitors yet I'm still getting paper
We can't compete all of this smoke ain't free
Someone going to pay me later
You ain't a player
Bringing this up again later
Throwing that shade is what made you
You is fake along with your little crew
Don't tell me what to do better make your move
The head is where I shoot I promise you I don't miss (Miss)
Mess with the blaze you the one want to betray
I ain't playing no games
You going to decay
You dodging all of my disses because you know I'm going to slay (Slay)
Just cause I'm hurt don't mean that I'm dirt
I'll give you desert if you want the worst
You say "It hurts" well what have you learned
Don't come at me I stay on alert
I had to divert all of these bands from DistroKid, I had to work
I can't reverse, no looking back
Ain't got what I search till I'm an expert
Introvert but don't get it twisted
I'll light it up within a minute (Minute)
You not the first, I've been through worst (Worst)
I got no limit, pay you a visit (Visit)
Little boy please you dead to me, you can not step up to me
Can't give this beef away for free
Your music trash, I agree (Whoa)

Boy you dead to me
Boy you dead to me
Boy you dead to me
Little boy you dead to me (Heat like this is like a wildfire)
I get cheddar
I got heat no sweater
I got bands, investor
You is fake, projector
I get cheddar
I got heat no sweater
I got bands, investor
You is fake, projector
I get cheddar
I got heat no sweater
I got bands, investor
You is fake, projector
I get cheddar
I got heat no sweater
I got bands, investor
You is fake, projector