F!ENDO ANI

(Fuck you, bro)
(Get the fuck out of my face)
(I'm tired of this shit, bro)
(I'm tired)
(I'm tired)

Look, extend my hand to many when they needed help
But when I'm going through it I just trust myself (oh, no)
Keep the circle small don't need nobody else (yeah)
Might have to make it smaller out of shape themselves

Stacking all this bread up while I dodge the reaper (yeah, yeah)
Based up on my stats it's 'bout a grand a feature
Threats up on my life I swear I plan to meet ya
Put two up in his back and turn him Derek Jeter

Committing Arson helps me find my inner peace
In other words my mind escapes when burning tree
I see my killa every time I go to sleep
So, I stay up avoid the pain that's in my dreams

All these sleepless nights done turnt to wake up calls
Locked up in the stu I don't be turnt at all
Line on DND good luck in reaching me
Just to keep my peace I need to keep a piece in reach

(Can't escape forever)

Pop out to events they turn to meet and greets (woo)
Don't like the vibe they rob me from my energy
Ironically an hour in I flee the scene
I learned that staying silent is freedom of speech (oh, no)

Addicted to each other emotions are tied (yeah, yeah)
We said it was our last time a hundred times (yeah, yeah)
A Leo mind I always try tried to save my pride
But to turn to live I had to let those feelings die (oh, no)

Our weakness for each other was our greatest strength
And thoughts of you still linger without paying rent (woo)
I took the biggest L to lose my closest friend
Cost of freedom but for you I'll pay to lose again (oh, no)

They think I'm Hollywood 'cause how I'm moving now (never changed)
Y'all just follow waves I'm tryna move the crowd (keep it real)
I don't hear the hate I tend to block 'em out (that's always)
So, I smoke an ounce of loud so I could deaf the sound

(Hmm, hmm, hmm)
(Fuck)
(Hmm, hmm, hmm)

I'm 23 in the clutch and my hittas ain't pledging but they fin to rush (yeah, yeah)
Most of these rappers is pussy I'm going for blood it's that time of the month
Crazy they say they want smoke and I pull up they choke they collapsing a lung
They want me to dead it, so I'ma go dead it, got plenty of room in the trunk

You know I'm cracking they code
In other words killa ain't nobody safe
Shooter is off then he getting replaced
Shot to the head they don't need me to chase

Baggin' that body that man is waste
In the back of the Benz and the body is taped
Evidence gone ain't leaving a trace
Grabbin' that chalk 'cause they leaving you traced (traced)