Numbers Golden BSP Diss by Kairos (CA) Lyrics
Look at me, these are my numbers now
Hello golden BSP
This what you want from me?
Calling me out
Rather than calling me to talk to me
Hmmm you big mad
That I made a meme?
Wasn’t even bout you
So why you pissed? What you mean?
I guess it’s getting to you popping pills and sipping lean
Stuck living in a land of make believe
Yes men and groupies I think you need a change of scene
Cuz Your music trash lately sounding like a beta teen
I know that you Feeling alone cuz you live in a bubble boy
You might throw shade but if I’m dissing then it ain’t subtle boy
Don’t you go running to daddy you the one with trouble boy
How it feel when you scream and no one can hear you in the fucking void
Who you calling a fraud
When your whole image the last 2 years a facade
I can tell you tryin to play at something you not
So I suppose it makes sense that the passion is gone
You just jump when you told dawg
I Guess you a show dog
But your fucking ugly for a show dog
And can’t even get your own shows dawg
You an opener for life, cute that’s nice
Nothing without Mac
Nothing without Merk
Nothing without Snak
Nothing without percs
What you know about the struggle
I guess you forgot
So focused on the hustle
Cashing in on shitty songs
Never fight your own battles
Except the time with Casey
But youz a Bitch
Must see me as a threat if you gon hate me
That’s so crazy
Thought we both putting on for Kelowna
But you good at cat fishing, had to go ahead and bait me
Holy holy moly
This guy tried to expose me over a joke
But now I’m not joking
Why you poking at a goat
Now I gotta go for the throat
If I punch you in the throat it might help you with holding a note
Cuz your singing sloppy
You should get back to rap
And if you coming at me
Just know I’ll go back to back
You sound like drake, deep In your feelings
No more punching up dawg, you hit a ceiling
I don’t really need the features
I don’t really need the reaches
I ain’t made to a milli yet
But trust Me I’m gonna reach it
Your attempt to block me out
Looking cocky now, goddamn egregious
If we get back to talking bout the numbers now
Your facial features looking like a leech's
Ugh
Seen a you in a vid on your knees next to Eazy Mac
Guess Goldy used to that, he ain’t even need to act
Those are my numbers, I need em back
Sounding like a whiny brat
Why don’t you get back to eating Eazy’s ass
I almost didn’t respond
I almost didn’t respond
I almost didn’t respond
Cuz you got dropped off the team, no longer the golden child
Probably cuz the Minnie Mouse shit make you look like a pedophile
Now this is awkward, just like your shoulder dance
Instead of talking you blocked me and started talking shit so I won’t advance?
Not gon stop me, nah you can’t hold me back
Goldy so off key, he’d sound better if I stomped him flat
Stalking my posts?
That’s something I’m not not not into
Talking about biting?
In alone you tried to bite the la la la intro
Now that’s a bad look if I didn’t know better
Since your career's one thought you’d take a joke better
Merk been losing weight while you been gaining it
So you’re Merk's dead weight that’s how I’m painting it
Spotify said 10k, no intentions of faking it
Next time you throw shots careful where you aiming at
Damn
Careful
Hello golden BSP
This what you want from me?
Calling me out
Rather than calling me to talk to me
Hmmm you big mad
That I made a meme?
Wasn’t even bout you
So why you pissed? What you mean?
I guess it’s getting to you popping pills and sipping lean
Stuck living in a land of make believe
Yes men and groupies I think you need a change of scene
Cuz Your music trash lately sounding like a beta teen
I know that you Feeling alone cuz you live in a bubble boy
You might throw shade but if I’m dissing then it ain’t subtle boy
Don’t you go running to daddy you the one with trouble boy
How it feel when you scream and no one can hear you in the fucking void
Who you calling a fraud
When your whole image the last 2 years a facade
I can tell you tryin to play at something you not
So I suppose it makes sense that the passion is gone
You just jump when you told dawg
I Guess you a show dog
But your fucking ugly for a show dog
And can’t even get your own shows dawg
You an opener for life, cute that’s nice
Nothing without Mac
Nothing without Merk
Nothing without Snak
Nothing without percs
What you know about the struggle
I guess you forgot
So focused on the hustle
Cashing in on shitty songs
Never fight your own battles
Except the time with Casey
But youz a Bitch
Must see me as a threat if you gon hate me
That’s so crazy
Thought we both putting on for Kelowna
But you good at cat fishing, had to go ahead and bait me
Holy holy moly
This guy tried to expose me over a joke
But now I’m not joking
Why you poking at a goat
Now I gotta go for the throat
If I punch you in the throat it might help you with holding a note
Cuz your singing sloppy
You should get back to rap
And if you coming at me
Just know I’ll go back to back
You sound like drake, deep In your feelings
No more punching up dawg, you hit a ceiling
I don’t really need the features
I don’t really need the reaches
I ain’t made to a milli yet
But trust Me I’m gonna reach it
Your attempt to block me out
Looking cocky now, goddamn egregious
If we get back to talking bout the numbers now
Your facial features looking like a leech's
Ugh
Seen a you in a vid on your knees next to Eazy Mac
Guess Goldy used to that, he ain’t even need to act
Those are my numbers, I need em back
Sounding like a whiny brat
Why don’t you get back to eating Eazy’s ass
I almost didn’t respond
I almost didn’t respond
I almost didn’t respond
Cuz you got dropped off the team, no longer the golden child
Probably cuz the Minnie Mouse shit make you look like a pedophile
Now this is awkward, just like your shoulder dance
Instead of talking you blocked me and started talking shit so I won’t advance?
Not gon stop me, nah you can’t hold me back
Goldy so off key, he’d sound better if I stomped him flat
Stalking my posts?
That’s something I’m not not not into
Talking about biting?
In alone you tried to bite the la la la intro
Now that’s a bad look if I didn’t know better
Since your career's one thought you’d take a joke better
Merk been losing weight while you been gaining it
So you’re Merk's dead weight that’s how I’m painting it
Spotify said 10k, no intentions of faking it
Next time you throw shots careful where you aiming at
Damn
Careful