Antisocial

Got some stories I could tell you wouldnt believe me
I been off my phone so sorry if its hard to reach me

Niggas gossip more then bitches do so I keep my space
Hop inside that awe shit what the fuck then skrrt off away

When I die I just hope that I make it up to heaven gates
I done made some sacrifices to get where I am today

Had to learn to swim inside that water with them crocodiles
Try to put on my shoes and I bet that you couldnt walk a mile

Naw I wouldn't trade places with nobody we all got our trials
I feel like Im Webbie in 06 she gon wipe me down

Niggas claim that they be with the shits boy I know you not
If I open up dont play with me please dont break my heart

Would you hold it down and stay with me when this shit get hard
Listened to yo song you say you next up uhuh prolly not

She like Scotty you act antisocial shit you prolly right
I was in the dark for so damn long Im starting to see the light

Say you need a shoulder to cry on okay come spend the night
Who gon be my shoulder to cry on when Im not feelin right



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Writer(s): Brian Smith
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