Dej Freestyle

I'm out of my mental the shit that I smoke for anxiety
I ain't popping no pills to be geeking I'm feeling beside me like I'm on the side of me
Ain't guessing who really is with it or not for a fact can you just pick a side for me
Know I told all these niggas before If you ain't down to shoot I just need you to drive for me

I ain't good with my trust so go head
Do what you must in the end you gonna ride for me
Is you really gonna slide for me
When I lost my brother that night a piece of me died in me
Don't fuck with none of my property I treat the rules like monopoly yeah
I'm thinking atrocity you told me never but never my possibly
Niggas all in they feelings
Shit that I got from the dentist office can help put them up out of some feelings
I'm out of the fucking ceiling I say that to mean like way up out of the building
If niggas gonna buy what I'm dealing I'm a have to get charged for a killing
If niggas wanna know what I'm feeling something like Hennessy to a gremlin
Ain't trusting a bitch if she texting back saying meet me in the back of the building
If we was getting paid for not catching no feelings I'd be nine years old with nine million
Yeah so fuck how you feeling I came from a city of murder drug dealing
You niggas can't feel how I'm feeling

And shit I'm drunk suck my dick yeah swallow and spit aye
Then rinse and repeat she did it again like sin and repent hell yeah
Like fuck where you went it's about where you going
Not about where you been
Why the greater good it never be for the better
Your bullshit get wet up
I'm fed up of niggas my trigger finger itch like a sweater
It bark if you pet her it spark if you let her
Don't tell me do tell her I know I
Tend to break hearts like a letter get rid like a shredder
My niggas do bids like they sellers
And I don't know shit I be deaf like the Keller's
You must ketchup or get sauced like you relish yeah to me food a fetish
Never been locked up you ain't in jail you in jealous nah
Ain't by yourself you just selfish know you needed help now you helpless damn
Said I never checked in cause you not on my checklists bitch

These niggas all in they feelings
Shit that I got from the dentist office can help put them up out of some feelings
I'm out of the fucking ceiling I say that to mean way up out of the building
If niggas gonna buy what I'm dealing I'm a have to get charged for killing
If niggas wanna know what I'm feeling something like Hennessy to a gremlin
Ain't trusting a bitch if she texting back saying meet me in the back of the building
If we was getting paid for not catching no feelings I'd be nine years old with nine million
Yeah so fuck how you feeling I came from a city of murder drug dealing
You niggas can't feel how I'm feeling nah



Credits
Writer(s): Dej Mcbride
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