

Yeah,
yeah
Turn my mic up (haha)
We gotta talk about Leroy
Leroy talking big but your pockets look thin Every single game you
play you never gonna win Borrowing cash just to pay for your
rent Running from the truth while your budget is spent (broke boy)
Talking all that trash but you fold under pressure
I can measure your budget on a tiny tape measure
Leroy, what you gonna do now? (what?)
Your whole crew is looking at the ground (gone) Lost the crown
and you lost your name
Yeah, you just a joke in this whole damn
game
Saw you at the spot and you turned and you ran Acting
like a boss but you just a fan Writing fake lines that
you bought from a friend This is where your little fifteen minutes
gonna end (it's over)
No respect in the streets,
no pride in your eyes
Just a sad little story made of counterfeit lies
Leroy, what you gonna do now?
(what?) Your whole crew is looking at the ground
(gone) Lost the crown and you lost your name
Yeah, you just a joke in this whole damn
game
Yeah
Take a seat, Leroy (shhh)
Don't ever say my name again