Baggage
I feel so detached, like bond didn't mean a thing
Went and stabbed my back, had to find me a different team
I just can't relax, tell me why they gotta switch on me
I'm just speaking facts, gotta play me on a different scene
I'm just so precise like I'm rolling 'round with a beam
They think it's nice, tell me why they wanna flip on me
They want this beef, shorty pass me all my cutlery
I can't keep the peace like I gon ripped this bag on me
Game ain't the same since we last spoke
Dawg I tried to show y'all love, all I got was a joke
Man you trout motherfucker tell me why you gotta flip on me
You a Benedict and you was bound to be history
This ain't a threat, action gon be a mystery
If I want it, cook it up, with a recipe
Caught em up Curry burst like it's raining threes
Split second decision, no time for please
Only time to think, from that trigger squeeze
First pop go off, caught breath with a wheeze
Gone with the flow, like a summer breeze
Wish death 'pon me, don't you mercy me
I don't need no petty I don't trust nobody
Always kept my pride and let no one stop me
I feel so detached, like bond didn't mean a thing
Went and stabbed my back, had to find me a different team
I just can't relax, tell me why they gotta switch on me
I'm just speaking facts, gotta play me on a different scene
I'm just so precise like I'm rolling 'round with a beam
They think it's nice, tell me why they wanna flip on me
They want this beef, shorty pass me all my cutlery
I can't keep the peace like I gon ripped this bag on me
Went and stabbed my back, had to find me a different team
I just can't relax, tell me why they gotta switch on me
I'm just speaking facts, gotta play me on a different scene
I'm just so precise like I'm rolling 'round with a beam
They think it's nice, tell me why they wanna flip on me
They want this beef, shorty pass me all my cutlery
I can't keep the peace like I gon ripped this bag on me
Game ain't the same since we last spoke
Dawg I tried to show y'all love, all I got was a joke
Man you trout motherfucker tell me why you gotta flip on me
You a Benedict and you was bound to be history
This ain't a threat, action gon be a mystery
If I want it, cook it up, with a recipe
Caught em up Curry burst like it's raining threes
Split second decision, no time for please
Only time to think, from that trigger squeeze
First pop go off, caught breath with a wheeze
Gone with the flow, like a summer breeze
Wish death 'pon me, don't you mercy me
I don't need no petty I don't trust nobody
Always kept my pride and let no one stop me
I feel so detached, like bond didn't mean a thing
Went and stabbed my back, had to find me a different team
I just can't relax, tell me why they gotta switch on me
I'm just speaking facts, gotta play me on a different scene
I'm just so precise like I'm rolling 'round with a beam
They think it's nice, tell me why they wanna flip on me
They want this beef, shorty pass me all my cutlery
I can't keep the peace like I gon ripped this bag on me
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Writer(s): Jacob Surban
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