All American
KMJ with the heat
Seeing new suburban bitches all American
Niggas used to doubt me man that's why I be so arrogant
You fold I don't we a whole different heritage
I can feel my anger and my stress in my hair again
I can feel the love and my dreams and the air again
Felt so disconnected man I feel like I had to pair again
I was bipolar why you think these niggas call me that
Speakin' to my old bitches just to get my heart back
Smokin' hella pressure I feel like I have a heart attack
Southside yo man that's always where my heart is at
Acted and pretended and they stab me in my back though
I figured it out these niggas tryna hold me back though
Them the same ones that'll be up in your face though
Snitchin' and shit tellin nigga keep your mouth closed
Obviously it ain't workin' so take another route though
Better kill me first cause if you kill mine then I'm slidin
Loyalty is everything so why you think I'm ridin'
Always frontin' like you got it you the type of guy man
Play with fire if you want it's your life not mine man
I was motivating' you was typin' on your phone
When I was on the block nigga you was at home
You was frontin' on the internet with all your bros
You was hangin' with them lames I was hangin' with them pros
Stick to football nigga stick to your goals
I'm BTE the gang man you already know
Shoutout to the chicks that got love for they self though
You don't gotta question them not even they trust though
Bitch wanna leave so I told that chick adios
I'ma run down knock them down like some dominoes
We was gettin' faded orderin' a lot of dominoes
It's gon' be some up and downs and it's gon' be some hard times
Yeah my rival's shining now but that's only part-time
You don't show no love ho put you in my archive
Telling God I'm sorry man I'm sorry for my sins
Lame niggas claimin' gangs they ain't even in
Lame niggas celebratin' they ain't even win
I was high as hell man jumpin' over fence
I'm rapping to myself so to y'all it don't make sense
Rock bottom man that's as hard as it gets
Don't you know that feelin' in your chest when your heart hurts
Feel like it's a needle in that bitch gettin' sharper
Fuck social media I really do the hard work
And if you with a chick man don't ever put your heart first
Gang yeah
Seeing new suburban bitches all American
Niggas used to doubt me man that's why I be so arrogant
You fold I don't we a whole different heritage
I can feel my anger and my stress in my hair again
I can feel the love and my dreams and the air again
Felt so disconnected man I feel like I had to pair again
I was bipolar why you think these niggas call me that
Speakin' to my old bitches just to get my heart back
Smokin' hella pressure I feel like I have a heart attack
Southside yo man that's always where my heart is at
Acted and pretended and they stab me in my back though
I figured it out these niggas tryna hold me back though
Them the same ones that'll be up in your face though
Snitchin' and shit tellin nigga keep your mouth closed
Obviously it ain't workin' so take another route though
Better kill me first cause if you kill mine then I'm slidin
Loyalty is everything so why you think I'm ridin'
Always frontin' like you got it you the type of guy man
Play with fire if you want it's your life not mine man
I was motivating' you was typin' on your phone
When I was on the block nigga you was at home
You was frontin' on the internet with all your bros
You was hangin' with them lames I was hangin' with them pros
Stick to football nigga stick to your goals
I'm BTE the gang man you already know
Shoutout to the chicks that got love for they self though
You don't gotta question them not even they trust though
Bitch wanna leave so I told that chick adios
I'ma run down knock them down like some dominoes
We was gettin' faded orderin' a lot of dominoes
It's gon' be some up and downs and it's gon' be some hard times
Yeah my rival's shining now but that's only part-time
You don't show no love ho put you in my archive
Telling God I'm sorry man I'm sorry for my sins
Lame niggas claimin' gangs they ain't even in
Lame niggas celebratin' they ain't even win
I was high as hell man jumpin' over fence
I'm rapping to myself so to y'all it don't make sense
Rock bottom man that's as hard as it gets
Don't you know that feelin' in your chest when your heart hurts
Feel like it's a needle in that bitch gettin' sharper
Fuck social media I really do the hard work
And if you with a chick man don't ever put your heart first
Gang yeah
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Writer(s): Kevon Weaver
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