Sheesh
So far gone
You can't catch me
I'm locked in
With the pressies
I know issa lonely ride
But God gave me this life
Wouldn't have did it
If I couldn't get right
Seeing clear vision of family
All flexed up
Round a baddie
My mama sarcficing her goals
I had to go cop her some golds
I can't believe that
We lost Blackman
Every since my heart been cold
Y'all seen how my socials froze
I couldn't care less
About the hoes
Months later
I'm still stumbling
Startna feel
My heart go numb
Fulla smoke
Don't wanna exhale
Imma let my lungs explode
Months prior
We just lost moe
Pussy ran
Yeah, he a hoe
Walk'em down with the telescope
3-way the ripper
Like here you go
My mind is way too complex
Watch, imma b
Flexing on Vogue
Never put much
Inna concept
I just plant the seeds
They grow
Really came from demon semon
In the whom of a angel though
Screaming I will blow his brains
She looking in my eyes
And saying no
Please do not copy my tattoos
The way I deal with life
Inna bad mood
I was hurting bad
Said fuck school
If you judging me
Nigga fuck you
The way I popped out
Embarrassed you
that ain't on me
It's on you
I'm blessed with a story
And protools
Sit back
Watch goat moves
So far gone
You can't catch me
I'm locked in
With the pressies
I know issa lonely ride
But God gave me this life
Wouldn't have did it
If I couldn't get right
You can't catch me
I'm locked in
With the pressies
I know issa lonely ride
But God gave me this life
Wouldn't have did it
If I couldn't get right
Seeing clear vision of family
All flexed up
Round a baddie
My mama sarcficing her goals
I had to go cop her some golds
I can't believe that
We lost Blackman
Every since my heart been cold
Y'all seen how my socials froze
I couldn't care less
About the hoes
Months later
I'm still stumbling
Startna feel
My heart go numb
Fulla smoke
Don't wanna exhale
Imma let my lungs explode
Months prior
We just lost moe
Pussy ran
Yeah, he a hoe
Walk'em down with the telescope
3-way the ripper
Like here you go
My mind is way too complex
Watch, imma b
Flexing on Vogue
Never put much
Inna concept
I just plant the seeds
They grow
Really came from demon semon
In the whom of a angel though
Screaming I will blow his brains
She looking in my eyes
And saying no
Please do not copy my tattoos
The way I deal with life
Inna bad mood
I was hurting bad
Said fuck school
If you judging me
Nigga fuck you
The way I popped out
Embarrassed you
that ain't on me
It's on you
I'm blessed with a story
And protools
Sit back
Watch goat moves
So far gone
You can't catch me
I'm locked in
With the pressies
I know issa lonely ride
But God gave me this life
Wouldn't have did it
If I couldn't get right
Credits
Writer(s): Alice Robinson
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