Anti-Social

I was tired of bein broke
I was tired of being down
I was tired of all the fake niggas i used to hang around
I was lookin to the streets for love but pain is what I found
Ima shine in all my jewelry when they put me in the ground
Used to numb myself with drugs sippin lean I was tryna drown
They wasn't fuckin with my music so I had to change my sound
You can copy all my beats but you can't replicate my style
I be humble with defeat but you know that it's been a while

Made it out the trenches yea I had to find that route
None of my niggas with me wish I can say we made it out
One of my homies died he overdosed up on his couch
I cute ties with all my people cause they all was movin foul

I'm Anti-Social so don't you try to speak to me
People fucked me over all throw out my history

Surrounded by some fake niggas remember when they doubted me
Clowned on me
Now I got this bag don't say you proud of me
I been seein demons love it when they watchin me
They listen to my music and my beats they try to copy me



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Fragoso
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