Cassidy - Me Myself & iPhone (Meek Mill Diss) Lyrics

Cassidy - Me Myself & iPhone (Meek Mill Diss) Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Hello?
“Yo, I ain’t talk to you in a miunte”
You was upstate biddin’
“Yeah, 10-year sentence”
Yup, you got locked up when I did big business
“You got in the business and did it big, no pun intended
You always was dope, and I hope you don’t get offended
but you need to drop a hot record and stay consistent”
I am, yo, listen, I slaughter my competition
I just ain’t on the radio ‘cause I ain’t ass-kissin’
“Cass, you know you sickening”
I be talkin’ slick
“I’m just talking’ shit, but yo, when the last time you talk to Swizz?”
A long time ago
“What, you don’t get along with him?”
Naw, it’s all love
“Well, you need to do a song with him”
I don’t know what’s wrong with him, but we don’t never speak
“You got hot bars you just need to get some better beats
Ya’ll put plaques on the wall a couple times, but life goes on”
Hold on, my other line – what’s up?

[Hook]
“Ayo Cass, these niggas getting’ me mad
They think you fell off, you need to get in your bag
I’m ‘bout to spazz, these niggas get on my nerves
‘Cause they not showing you the respect that you deserve
That’s my word, you been spittin’ the truth
Nothin’ but punch lines every time you get in the booth
You spit some hot shit on the track and it’s a wrap”

You already know, but yo, I’mma hit you back

[Verse 2]
Yo, Ball
“Ayo, what’s crackin’ pimp?
You was snappin’ pimp, but I don’t know what happened, pimp
Shit changed, you ain’t been the same since the accident”
Man, you said I was the best
“But now I ain’t that convinced
You need to get back with Swizz and make platinum hits
You ain’t drop a album in a while, you the problem child”
Chill, yeah, I’m still a problem, but I’m not a child
“I ain’t tryin’ to hate, but why you made that song Condom Style?”
Too many people got infected, you gotta protect it
And I could not neglect it, somebody gotta address it
It’s a positive message
“But I don’t think it was hot”
Whether you think it’s hot or not you, gotta respect it
You mad that I’m not talking reckless?
I dropped a record and got an endorsement deal so I’m not affected
“You had more metaphors before I got arrested
but I’m glad you doing business”
Hold on for a minute – talk to me

[Hook]

Yo, I heard you the other time, I’m on the other line

[Verse 3]
Yo bro
“Yo I’m still here, peep this, I’m still in the street, shit
I need to hear some street shit”
I’m spitting fire, I’m getting tired of all this weak shit
“Me too, but what you gon’ do about this Meek shit?”
He said he wanna battle niggas
but when I took him up on his offer he started to reconsider
“That cat lame, on every song he rap the same
That cat changed, he got a deal and don’t act the same”
That nigga wildin’ cause he sold a couple hundred thousand
But I sold triple what that nigga sold my first album
“He not sellin’ cause that nigga can’t stop yellin’
He know he can’t fuck with you, that nigga look up to you”
That ain’t nothing new, I raised son
I was around when that clown couldn’t even get his braids done
“Why he dropped that ‘I’m a Boss’ shit?”
‘Cause his boss say he a (BAUCE) and he just on his boss’ dick
I usually don’t get mad, but I had enough
When he dropped that song ‘Amen’ that was blasphemous
“He should praise his heavenly father, the creator”
But yo, I gotta go, I’mma holla at you later
Easy…