No Hook (20)

Valued my enemies,
Its me by myself and I'm stuck in this entity
Dropped 4 singles and still feel like you bitches ain't feelin' me

Lacking on threads, i be the half half nigga with dreads
Uh, woke up one night, I couldn't breath I couldn't sing

Woke up one day and I really can't think one of those things you really can't blink
Uh I know it feels so fake
Sit on the laptop and i just go bake

You frontin' for bitches like nigga you fake?
A nigga like you should never test yo fate (Ayy)

You talk a lot, coming from a nigga that bark a lot
I see you in a movie so a nigga like "how can I breathe" uh
This is one scene this is my point of view this
How I see

I hope you know, I all of you niggas I see
I can not breathe yea I'm under the sea
Ok I get it, hella repetitive (uh) icky

So tight that it's probably his melanin
I stayed up all night to get big like an elephant

We did it together like we are a team
We are not friends put em' in a guillotine
Five hundred million last time I see again

"Oh my god icky you're rushing your words, you did the same thing on like ya 3rd"
"You up in so high you think you a bird?"
Shut up bitch I did this so we work

It's just me, money and problems
Leave by myself never look back Bobby, bitch
Uh, this is my shit, woke up one day don't remind me bitch

You're a dick (uh) call you a Richard
Nigga got mad that a night got richer
Bullets on bullets so mad that I missed her
Finalize the situation now you in a mental patient bed (uh)

You almost dead, all it fucking takes is three to the head
Mixed up my words but I still feel ahead

I can not see, all of this red
Like song "IX" tears on blood yea they never been shed

You all mine, bullets they spray and they go through yo head
I'm kinda sick of you, feel like a dick cuz I'm bouncing off shit and I'm going ear to ear like

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20 (uh)

Stayed up all night just to chose another intro
Combined my thoughts cuz i felt like a mentor
I stay by myself cuz it helps w my mental

Feeling myself cuz I crash in a rental
Nut all over ya self cuz you look at me dirty
1 2 3 oh icky he wordy
Talking big shit and the nigga like 30

Pass it on time uh nigga stay thirsty
5 x 10 = 5 on 20
How many shots? oh nigga i did it
Look at you walk? old nigga he bennett

Righteous alright ok nigga i get it
This is the hardest shit you never written
My flows incredible tell him come get it

Im telling on melanin
It's 300 felonies I'm not afraid of him bitch
(Bitch)



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Writer(s): Isaac Barber
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