Psycho
Today I walked 8 miles
Just to say hey to my white soul
That's how my life goes
The way that I write though
Makes people say I am psycho
Cause I spray at my ideals
And I pray that the light blows
And fade away to let the night show
Fuck it
I was born in 03
People warned me I would OD
I informed them that I only smoke weed
It turned me low key into a dumb ass I started rapping words at a slow speed
People acted like they for sure didn't know me
I heard that from all of my homies
I ran away from my problems now I gotta broke knee
I was damned to stay until autumn well I was hoping
That but now I gotta broken knee, cap
I started having trouble coping, to rap
My girl helped me through get myself back to new
When I thought there was nothing else I could do
She came in with the g strap
I put my seatback
I bent her over made her checks clap
Pussy so good I can't believe that
Just some feedback
Yeah, these kids, don't know, what the fuck, they are saying,
Shit, id rather be on my own, then to trust someone who is constantly playing
Obnoxiously spraying
And is probably shaking
Knowing I'm on top of the rankings
Light up the copper
I fight with no posture
I stand there and smile so awkward
Damn go ahead and freestyle I'm sick of the talking
Man I've been broke for a while and I ain't got shit my pockets
I don't need a clip, cause I carry a rocket
To burry these the artists in darkness that start shit, you are nothing but dog shit, when you rap is sounds like you don't have an option
I ain't going nowhere I'm strapped in with a harness cause I am so heartless, that makes me so flawless, I am the boss bitch
I'm insane and I'm holding them hostage
I came to dropkick
Any mother fucker who claims they are topping my wealth
I just made a deposit of 1 mil that just sat on my shelf
Yeah
Today I walked 8 miles
Just to say hey to my white soul
That's how my life goes
The way that I write though
Makes people say I am psycho
Cause I spray at my ideals
And I pray that the light blows
And fade away to let the night show
Fuck it
I'm about to fall from this alcohol
Just to bounce off the walls and without it, I pout and sob
And get angry and I wanna pound your neck with a hacksaw
Cause I laugh when you talk
Slow ass thinking you're fast like Nascar bitch take some more bath salt
I'll note it down on a flashcard
And maybe I'll clown around an write a trash bar
I wanna fight this bitch in the hall
That's drinking white claw
Despite how he has paws
Haha fucking pussy
You think you're as slick as me
Acting like you running shit in my city
2020 if I gotta Bentley with a ten-speed you would have a fifth speed
If I drank whiskey and got dizzy you would be passed out no longer be with me
If you like cash and clout like Diddy then I like being shitty
I use to rap tracks when I got grounded
When I was ass people laughed and clowned it
Now I'm making stacks and people wanna grab and say they found it
Turn around bitch
And start jogging
The crap that you rap smells like a fart
But I rap from the heart so I won't be flopping any time soon
I rhyme all afternoon until it's darker than the Ill mind of Hopsin
He's not the best but I still find him to be topping
Most every rapper
Especially people who pay ghosts, well they never mattered
They'll be below me forever cause I'll kick them off of the ladder
Yeah
I'm at the tip of the boat
And if you try to push me in I'll rip out your throat
Put the clip in my gun just to unload
That shit on your face make your mind blow
I just want space I don't care if I'm low
Don't come to my place unless you dare to be riding in smoke
This is a race, that's why you're below
Yeah you better know
Yeah yeah you better know
You can't read my flow
Cause I breathing in coke
I'm making MCS choke
Last time you was hoping I was joking
This time you'll know
Cause mother fucker I am psycho
Just to say hey to my white soul
That's how my life goes
The way that I write though
Makes people say I am psycho
Cause I spray at my ideals
And I pray that the light blows
And fade away to let the night show
Fuck it
I was born in 03
People warned me I would OD
I informed them that I only smoke weed
It turned me low key into a dumb ass I started rapping words at a slow speed
People acted like they for sure didn't know me
I heard that from all of my homies
I ran away from my problems now I gotta broke knee
I was damned to stay until autumn well I was hoping
That but now I gotta broken knee, cap
I started having trouble coping, to rap
My girl helped me through get myself back to new
When I thought there was nothing else I could do
She came in with the g strap
I put my seatback
I bent her over made her checks clap
Pussy so good I can't believe that
Just some feedback
Yeah, these kids, don't know, what the fuck, they are saying,
Shit, id rather be on my own, then to trust someone who is constantly playing
Obnoxiously spraying
And is probably shaking
Knowing I'm on top of the rankings
Light up the copper
I fight with no posture
I stand there and smile so awkward
Damn go ahead and freestyle I'm sick of the talking
Man I've been broke for a while and I ain't got shit my pockets
I don't need a clip, cause I carry a rocket
To burry these the artists in darkness that start shit, you are nothing but dog shit, when you rap is sounds like you don't have an option
I ain't going nowhere I'm strapped in with a harness cause I am so heartless, that makes me so flawless, I am the boss bitch
I'm insane and I'm holding them hostage
I came to dropkick
Any mother fucker who claims they are topping my wealth
I just made a deposit of 1 mil that just sat on my shelf
Yeah
Today I walked 8 miles
Just to say hey to my white soul
That's how my life goes
The way that I write though
Makes people say I am psycho
Cause I spray at my ideals
And I pray that the light blows
And fade away to let the night show
Fuck it
I'm about to fall from this alcohol
Just to bounce off the walls and without it, I pout and sob
And get angry and I wanna pound your neck with a hacksaw
Cause I laugh when you talk
Slow ass thinking you're fast like Nascar bitch take some more bath salt
I'll note it down on a flashcard
And maybe I'll clown around an write a trash bar
I wanna fight this bitch in the hall
That's drinking white claw
Despite how he has paws
Haha fucking pussy
You think you're as slick as me
Acting like you running shit in my city
2020 if I gotta Bentley with a ten-speed you would have a fifth speed
If I drank whiskey and got dizzy you would be passed out no longer be with me
If you like cash and clout like Diddy then I like being shitty
I use to rap tracks when I got grounded
When I was ass people laughed and clowned it
Now I'm making stacks and people wanna grab and say they found it
Turn around bitch
And start jogging
The crap that you rap smells like a fart
But I rap from the heart so I won't be flopping any time soon
I rhyme all afternoon until it's darker than the Ill mind of Hopsin
He's not the best but I still find him to be topping
Most every rapper
Especially people who pay ghosts, well they never mattered
They'll be below me forever cause I'll kick them off of the ladder
Yeah
I'm at the tip of the boat
And if you try to push me in I'll rip out your throat
Put the clip in my gun just to unload
That shit on your face make your mind blow
I just want space I don't care if I'm low
Don't come to my place unless you dare to be riding in smoke
This is a race, that's why you're below
Yeah you better know
Yeah yeah you better know
You can't read my flow
Cause I breathing in coke
I'm making MCS choke
Last time you was hoping I was joking
This time you'll know
Cause mother fucker I am psycho
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