Usually (feat. Tiny Tero)

Usually, I'm getting fucked up its just the crew and me
Using up the perc till its abusing me
Birdies pop pills at my shows they getting loose for me
I'm a bomb bout to blow ain't no diffusing me
You staying broke it's your own fault why u accusing me
You want me dead you hope I rot you just confusing me
Guess there's no such thing as day ones staying true to me

Selling out shows backstage I got hella bust down hoes
Wear my heart on my sleeve I got bust down Chrome
On the road goddamn man I miss being home
I shoulda shot you in the face the day you crossed me nigga
If that's your girl then why the fuck she on my dick Lil nigga
I buy your bitch new shit and make her strip Lil nigga
CC on me but I'm not a crip lil nigga

Usually, I'm getting fucked up its just the crew and me
Using up the perc till its abusing me
Birdies pop pills at my shows they getting loose for me
I'm a bomb bout to blow ain't no diffusing me
You staying broke it's your own fault why u accusing me
You want me dead you hope I rot you just confusing me
Guess there's no such thing as day ones staying true to me

Bitch I hopped up out of bed
I turn my swag on
She walk in with a big shirt and no pants on
She cook it for me cuz I gave her dick long
But this ain't happy ever after this ain't once upon a time
I mean how the fuck my own bitch got me setup
I should've just focused and stacked my bread up
I can't believe I went and tried to save her
But I got two hoes in the back that could replace her

Usually I'm getting fucked up its just the crew and me
Using up the perc till its abusing me
Birdies pop pills at my shows they getting loose for me
I'm a bomb bout to blow ain't no diffusing me
You staying broke it's your own fault why u accusing me
You want me dead you hope I rot you just confusing me
Guess there's no such thing as day ones staying true to me



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Writer(s): Louis Cote
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