Who Are You? (Trix)

(Huh?) mhm
(Bitch, DON?) uh huh
Aye, Trix are for kids dumb bitch, this ain't
(New to me) okay
Hmm

Aye, Trix are for kids dumb bitch
This ain't new to me
Tryna be around all in my face, who are you to me?
Ain't need a school to teach me how to hate, that was a few with me
Talking bout you for me, gotta be laced
Stop the foolery (Stop the cap)

Ain't really moving me with pape or no jewelry
Prefer a few millis in a safe, help the movement peak
You can move around capping 'bout what you can do for me
Won't have me out here Kyro'd 'cause I gave you belief
Bite the hand that fed you, nigga, gotta know you gone bleed
Give a fuck about no scrutiny
You knew that shit you was on was mentally abusing me
Instead of losing me, I lost yo number, now I'm choosing peace
And let another nigga on my side fold, then I'm choosing piece
At one point in time I was finna blow that Ruger with beam
We was in that Spot late nights, that was a goofy team
I wasted too much pape and time, just for useless means
I can't take too many more switch ups, shit I'm a human being
Been done fucked around and lost my mind whole, what you do to me?
Feel like I need to change the time zone with my boo at least
Ain't gotta worry bout no side hoes, only you for me
Man, time after time I was tryna show lames what they ain't used to, see
And in the end, I saw that they was using me
It hurt to look at facts, so to numb the pain I'm constantly abusing weed
The wood made me double take like bitch u so abusive
You don't do shit but get me outta character, so you useless
Ain't tryna hear shit bout self control, I used to do it
Shit, I used to give a fuck, until I saw that shit was stu-
Nah, I used to show a lot of love til I stood over Cupid wit that muhfuckin Sig

Can you blame me? Man he blew at me (Can you blame me?)
Tryna have me out this bitch moving goofy, please
I was blind to the fact I had some brothers that ain't root for me
And hoe, stop actin like we each other's I ain't stupid see
Trix are for kids dumb bitch
This ain't new to me
Tryna be around all in my face, who are you to me?
Ain't need a school to teach me how to hate, that was a few with me
Talkin bout you for me, gotta be laced
Stop the foolery

Ain't really moving me with pape or no jewelry
Prefer a few mills in a safe, help the movement peak
You can move around capping 'bout what you can
Aye, you can move around capping 'bout what you gone do for me

(Capping bout what you gone do for me)