dusty love

You wildin’ — bruh, don’t play wit me, Cuffed a plain vibe thinkin’ she the key. She slow to catch on, don't read no signs, I step in silence, still steal headlines. Talkin' crazy? “Catch me outside,” She stare long, but can’t match this stride. You trippin’ for real — that ain’t no queen, She soft with it, bro, I’m built routine. Y’all post fake love, tryin’ to flex what’s broke, Whole crew loud but don’t want no smoke. Actin’ all hard, but soft on the low, Sayin’ you real? Man, that’s for show. She copy my style, don’t even know it, I move like pressure — y’all barely show it. I'm top-tier, y’all clout-chasin' quick, And your lil new girl? Just another flick. I’m not the one — let’s get that straight, I don’t do fake hugs, I don’t entertain hate. I walk past, they hold they breath, Cuz I'm the real test — y’all wishin' death. Y’all wild for the ‘Gram, but weak on the block, I’m chillin’ with grace while they watch like hawks. I don’t gotta scream, I don’t gotta try, They know my name and they know *why*.