Lately Freestyle
You know I been stressing lately, ay
Bout' all of these niggas that want me dead
And all these niggas that want my head
No I won't pay em no mind
That's hard I know
Just want to live my life
But it's hard when they always holding a knife
Always threatening me through the day and night
I just really don't wanna die no more
I just wanna stay poppin' fucking these whores
I just want the demons to leave my mind
I'm fine, I lied, I'm never alright
I let my emotions pour
No I don't wanna do this no more
I lied I wanna kill all of them
For how they did Trey, Mac10 and Glen
You know I been stressing lately, ay
Bout' all of these niggas that want me dead
And all these niggas that want my head
No I won't pay em' no mind
I lied, I tried, Still on my mind
I swear I can still see the scene
When they stabbed him up in his spline 
Haunts me, it's still up in my dreams
That's why I still rely on this weed
Taking all of my pain away like that
I pop a prec and I kill em like that
Coming for you mums and we come for your dad
Leave you in a lobby crying no I don't care
Take a step outside and breathe some air
You better not do that cause if I catch you
You'll be dead in a millisecond
For what you did
Don't forget
I won't forget
On my mind, On my mind
Opps stay on my fucking line
They tried to diss me but they all dying
You can't diss because I don't miss, yeah
Treyvon, Glen, Mac10 and Cyrus
May you all Rest In Peace

Bout' all of these niggas that want me dead
And all these niggas that want my head
No I won't pay em no mind
That's hard I know
Just want to live my life
But it's hard when they always holding a knife
Always threatening me through the day and night
I just really don't wanna die no more
I just wanna stay poppin' fucking these whores
I just want the demons to leave my mind
I'm fine, I lied, I'm never alright
I let my emotions pour
No I don't wanna do this no more
I lied I wanna kill all of them
For how they did Trey, Mac10 and Glen
You know I been stressing lately, ay
Bout' all of these niggas that want me dead
And all these niggas that want my head
No I won't pay em' no mind
I lied, I tried, Still on my mind
I swear I can still see the scene
When they stabbed him up in his spline 
Haunts me, it's still up in my dreams
That's why I still rely on this weed
Taking all of my pain away like that
I pop a prec and I kill em like that
Coming for you mums and we come for your dad
Leave you in a lobby crying no I don't care
Take a step outside and breathe some air
You better not do that cause if I catch you
You'll be dead in a millisecond
For what you did
Don't forget
I won't forget
On my mind, On my mind
Opps stay on my fucking line
They tried to diss me but they all dying
You can't diss because I don't miss, yeah
Treyvon, Glen, Mac10 and Cyrus
May you all Rest In Peace

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Writer(s): Isaiah Resendes
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