Antisocial
Since a baby
Just a product of what made me
Always stressing my old lady
I keep it gangsta
Thats why the fuck these niggas hate me
Elevation thinking daily
I was never scary
Im just worn down I'm weary
I aint ever have a father figure there to steer me
Older and I'm wiser I can see my vision clearly
They ain't wanna listen now I bet they all gon' hear me
Now I put that shit on
Barely stay home
Bitches on my line but I still feel alone
I just pulled up I'm gone
Cant even stay long
Saying that they miss me but don't even hit my phone
I just act like I believe it
Those words I don't need it
I know that they thinking I'm dumb and I don't peep it
But not everything worth speaking
Put fire to them leeches
Caught that nigga slippin out of bounds cause he was reaching
Trust getting low
Streets getting old
Circle getting smaller
And I'm growing off these hoes
I just stayed up in my lane I never wanted to be known
But paper come with fame so I just guess I'll take em' both
Now I don't wanna party
I don't wanna dance
I don't care bout' keeping up what's lately on the gram
I know niggas out here dying leaving nothing for the fam
Shit ain't even surprising when I look at where I am
Fuck the drama
And all of my problems
Showed loved and pasted up commas
Don't know why I even bothered
My heart cold just like my father
Got knowledge like a scholar
But never knew that playing the streets was causing trauma
Now it's stuck with me for life
We wasn't living right
I ain't even measure lines I just poured up in my sprite
Prolly won't get me through the night
So now I think bout' pouring twice
Reminiscing bout' them old times but I'm ight
Shells hot cooking up breakfast who tryna eat
We used to play the block but nothing forever I'm tryna leave
They say paper ain't everything I say shit define peace
Could put you in the biggest mansion laid up under palm trees
Im just talking I ain't come on this bitch tryna preach
Had to check and make sure only real surround me
Ain't do no panicking
Came in the clutch a full sweep
Shit ain't even the same with a few missing from the team
Still came to win it all
The pain come with the scars
Only got one life but it seem hard to live it all
So I just ball until I fall
Pray I make it far
They be tryna put a nigga down but I stand tall
Been a real nigga
That shit don't get you nowhere
I used to be looking for love but now I don't care
Heat on lock I don't share
Enemies I won't spare
Ain't really know who was for me but now I see clear
Trust getting low
Streets getting old
Circle getting smaller
And I'm growing off these hoes
I just stayed up in my lane I never wanted to be known
But paper come with fame so I just guess I'll take em' both
Now I don't wanna party
I don't wanna dance
I don't care bout' keeping up what's lately on the gram
I know niggas out here dying leaving nothing for the fam
Shit ain't even surprising when I look at where I am
Just a product of what made me
Always stressing my old lady
I keep it gangsta
Thats why the fuck these niggas hate me
Elevation thinking daily
I was never scary
Im just worn down I'm weary
I aint ever have a father figure there to steer me
Older and I'm wiser I can see my vision clearly
They ain't wanna listen now I bet they all gon' hear me
Now I put that shit on
Barely stay home
Bitches on my line but I still feel alone
I just pulled up I'm gone
Cant even stay long
Saying that they miss me but don't even hit my phone
I just act like I believe it
Those words I don't need it
I know that they thinking I'm dumb and I don't peep it
But not everything worth speaking
Put fire to them leeches
Caught that nigga slippin out of bounds cause he was reaching
Trust getting low
Streets getting old
Circle getting smaller
And I'm growing off these hoes
I just stayed up in my lane I never wanted to be known
But paper come with fame so I just guess I'll take em' both
Now I don't wanna party
I don't wanna dance
I don't care bout' keeping up what's lately on the gram
I know niggas out here dying leaving nothing for the fam
Shit ain't even surprising when I look at where I am
Fuck the drama
And all of my problems
Showed loved and pasted up commas
Don't know why I even bothered
My heart cold just like my father
Got knowledge like a scholar
But never knew that playing the streets was causing trauma
Now it's stuck with me for life
We wasn't living right
I ain't even measure lines I just poured up in my sprite
Prolly won't get me through the night
So now I think bout' pouring twice
Reminiscing bout' them old times but I'm ight
Shells hot cooking up breakfast who tryna eat
We used to play the block but nothing forever I'm tryna leave
They say paper ain't everything I say shit define peace
Could put you in the biggest mansion laid up under palm trees
Im just talking I ain't come on this bitch tryna preach
Had to check and make sure only real surround me
Ain't do no panicking
Came in the clutch a full sweep
Shit ain't even the same with a few missing from the team
Still came to win it all
The pain come with the scars
Only got one life but it seem hard to live it all
So I just ball until I fall
Pray I make it far
They be tryna put a nigga down but I stand tall
Been a real nigga
That shit don't get you nowhere
I used to be looking for love but now I don't care
Heat on lock I don't share
Enemies I won't spare
Ain't really know who was for me but now I see clear
Trust getting low
Streets getting old
Circle getting smaller
And I'm growing off these hoes
I just stayed up in my lane I never wanted to be known
But paper come with fame so I just guess I'll take em' both
Now I don't wanna party
I don't wanna dance
I don't care bout' keeping up what's lately on the gram
I know niggas out here dying leaving nothing for the fam
Shit ain't even surprising when I look at where I am
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Writer(s): Christopher Greene
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