Anti-Social (feat. Sunn.Dayy)
No you don't understand
No you can't coop with me
I don't want to talk about it
Spent to much time at the bottom
In these trenches
I had to come up out it
I had to switch up my mental
(I had to switch it up switch it up switch it up)
I had to get through some issues
(I had to get through my issues)
Now I'm just working everyday
Stuck in the Studio
Feeling my pockets with guala
I got the pack
Moving this shit for the low
If you want it come give me a holla
I had to pack up my issues
(I had to pack it up pack it up pack it you)
Move pass the shit that I been through
(Move pass the shit that I been through)
It was them cold winters
Trash bags over windows
Momma was just tryna keep warm
I wouldn't know where to begin
If I told you my Story
My nigga
I weathered the storm
Standing in the pouring rain
Feeling all this pain
Hate that you didn't make it this far
Sitting front row at your funeral
Ain't get to look a you
Diabetes fucked you up
Stomach and blood cancer
Where the fuck that come from
Doctors ain't relaying shit
I knew that me and bruh was way too young
But the fam should've been on they shit
Tryna debate who gone take us
Ain't nun of yall make us
Better make sure momma make it
But let a outsider take us
Worried bout a pay cut
Now we rarely see your faces
It just be crazy
How the fam treat you
In the time of crises
When you need them most
Think that they got you
They really turn on you quicker then the people
You don't even know
You don't even know how that feel
When your fam act like they don't want you
How you gone know what love is
When you ain't never had love for you
No you don't understand
No you can't coop with me
I don't want to talk about it
Spent to much time at the bottom
In these trenches
I had to come up out it
I had to switch up my mental
(I had to switch it up switch it up switch it up)
I had to get through some issues
(I had to get through my issues)
Now I'm just working everyday
Stuck in the Studio
Feeling my pockets with guala
I got the pack
moving this shit for the low
If you want it come give me a holla
I had to pack up my issues
(I had to pack it up pack it up pack it up)
Move pass the shit that I been through
(Move pass the shit that I been through)
Moving
I keep on moving forward
Moving
I keep on moving forward
They wanna know where my heart we
Cause I'm so cold
Cause my heart left
I'm still moving
Moving
Ohh Ohhh Ohhh
No you don't understand
No you can't coop with me
I don't want to talk about it
Spent to much time at the bottom
In these trenches
I had to come up out it
I had to switch up my mental
(I had to switch it up switch it up switch it up)
I had to get through some issues
(I had to get through my issues)
Now I'm just working everyday
Stuck in the Studio
Feeling my pockets with guala
I got the pack
moving this shit for the low
If you want it come give me a holla
I had to pack up my issues
(I had to pack it up pack it up pack it up)
Move pass the shit that I been through
(Move pass the shit that I been through)
Moving
I keep on moving Forward
Moving
I keep on moving Forward
No you can't coop with me
I don't want to talk about it
Spent to much time at the bottom
In these trenches
I had to come up out it
I had to switch up my mental
(I had to switch it up switch it up switch it up)
I had to get through some issues
(I had to get through my issues)
Now I'm just working everyday
Stuck in the Studio
Feeling my pockets with guala
I got the pack
Moving this shit for the low
If you want it come give me a holla
I had to pack up my issues
(I had to pack it up pack it up pack it you)
Move pass the shit that I been through
(Move pass the shit that I been through)
It was them cold winters
Trash bags over windows
Momma was just tryna keep warm
I wouldn't know where to begin
If I told you my Story
My nigga
I weathered the storm
Standing in the pouring rain
Feeling all this pain
Hate that you didn't make it this far
Sitting front row at your funeral
Ain't get to look a you
Diabetes fucked you up
Stomach and blood cancer
Where the fuck that come from
Doctors ain't relaying shit
I knew that me and bruh was way too young
But the fam should've been on they shit
Tryna debate who gone take us
Ain't nun of yall make us
Better make sure momma make it
But let a outsider take us
Worried bout a pay cut
Now we rarely see your faces
It just be crazy
How the fam treat you
In the time of crises
When you need them most
Think that they got you
They really turn on you quicker then the people
You don't even know
You don't even know how that feel
When your fam act like they don't want you
How you gone know what love is
When you ain't never had love for you
No you don't understand
No you can't coop with me
I don't want to talk about it
Spent to much time at the bottom
In these trenches
I had to come up out it
I had to switch up my mental
(I had to switch it up switch it up switch it up)
I had to get through some issues
(I had to get through my issues)
Now I'm just working everyday
Stuck in the Studio
Feeling my pockets with guala
I got the pack
moving this shit for the low
If you want it come give me a holla
I had to pack up my issues
(I had to pack it up pack it up pack it up)
Move pass the shit that I been through
(Move pass the shit that I been through)
Moving
I keep on moving forward
Moving
I keep on moving forward
They wanna know where my heart we
Cause I'm so cold
Cause my heart left
I'm still moving
Moving
Ohh Ohhh Ohhh
No you don't understand
No you can't coop with me
I don't want to talk about it
Spent to much time at the bottom
In these trenches
I had to come up out it
I had to switch up my mental
(I had to switch it up switch it up switch it up)
I had to get through some issues
(I had to get through my issues)
Now I'm just working everyday
Stuck in the Studio
Feeling my pockets with guala
I got the pack
moving this shit for the low
If you want it come give me a holla
I had to pack up my issues
(I had to pack it up pack it up pack it up)
Move pass the shit that I been through
(Move pass the shit that I been through)
Moving
I keep on moving Forward
Moving
I keep on moving Forward
Credits
Writer(s): Martez Johnson
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