Instincts

I do it for me and my family
We were 6 deep in that van
Now we're 6 feet in span
Had to cancel some outings
So many things in my head, but no blood on my hands
But let them come at me, I'm solo
Think I got addicted, but oh no
Chasing some things and they don't get it now but
I'm watching the scenes back in slo - mo
Too many people be swearing they're real
But I swear most of them just be hoes bro (For real)
Yea with no code (Yea)
I'm locked in like chokehold
Nobody understands what it took out of me
They just want something up out of me
Follow the signs and the prophecy, up on my privacy
Only where God can see
Feel out my body yeah
I'm out my mind, Im out my mental (Yeah)
Settled through time, see bigger pictures
Everything simple yeah
That's how it goes, go left go right who knows?
Big step all night not froze (Yeah)
Mind made up, I chose
But do it for me and my family
Even though I felt alone and just go off the dome
Everything has its timing, this is my life I'm not hyping
This is reality typing
It was a problem that I had a problem
So I solve the issues, don't feel the love anymore but still miss you
Had to get back to my home, walking alone
All in the rain, on the side of the road Im actually chose
Mind on the goal, pick and then roll
I see how they play and it sticks and you poke
Gets under my skin and then oh no
Think I got addicted to blood, no
Like I predicted they stuck
So back to back moving on up

I've been everything that I had to be
Double up, come back to playing its gold gold
Feel like there's something inside of me
I put my heart in, but can't sell a soul no (No)
Still, walking around, snapping on sight like a GoPro (Go)
That's how it goes, sight-see zoom in close yeah
Truth be told, my whole life but
Lately I've been itching this feeling
Lately I've just been plotting on millions
Lately I've just been painting the ceilings
I know it's a lie and there's really no limit
Rough Ryder I'm a dawg with my niggas
Big Shot shock the collar on niggas
Just holler my nigga, then squabble my nigga
Send hollows my nigga, been ready to die
I'll miss all of my niggas
Been knew I could fly and there's new shit to try
And I'm crossing it down til the bottom my nigga
The best thing to shoot is while balling my nigga
But pop out and I'ma pop all of y'all niggas
Blowing it down like y'all lollipop niggas
I'm superstitious bout all of y'all niggas
Gifted like Christmas my holiday nigga, everyday different
I gotta delivery
Aye that's how it goes (Yea)
Go left go right, who knows
Big step all night not froze
Mind made up I chose yeah
Yeah



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Writer(s): Megan Sam
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