Fiction
Damn, Z
I gotta bash it, smash it, wave it, drill it
Get out of my lane, if you're not with it
Your eye's full of pain, gotta know who did it
My body can't
Ay, I gotta bash it, smash it, wave it, drill it
Get out of my lane, if you're not with it
Your eye's full of pain, gotta know who did it
My body can't rest till I complete that mission
Imma keep on fighting till I lose my vision
You think I'm a joker? Nah I'm not no villain
Gotta keep on wishing and praying
Gotta keep on spitting, all of this is fiction
Many of us gotta keep this trust
We don't hit and run we don't make no fuss
Me and my bruvs, we adjust
We don't do slit and cuts, we chat and discuss
Make as many P's as I can
I wanna feed bread to my family like ducks
I can see bare haters, they all got heart burn
Yeah bitch they got acid reflux
I got some gyal that desire me
Show em' a video, they wanna see D
Not ready for ting right now, cause man has commitment issues like C
I do not love her, but it's all good
She respects my wood so she lets me bend her
Word to her mother, I'm doin her daughter
I do it like the brits, I divide and conquer
How you gon hate on a youngin?
I'm trynna switch up my life and turn nothing to something
He started running my pockets
Damn I was lacking that day imma keep it a hundred
Damn, like why?
Like why did you leave me to die?
Thank God, oh my
All of my niggas alive
I'd talk to my father if he was around
But he went and left me to fend for myself
Feel like I did what I could
Pain in body nobody but money can help
Said I was working too much
I was never around and I only make time for myself
I'm only working cause momma need bill money
Keep me a hundred and send her the rest
I'm gonna make it to the NBA
I know one day they gon call me the best
Damn I try, but I cannot lie, sometimes you make me upset
Got me thinking I'm trippin
When I know deep down, that shit that I say makes sense
I don't wanna reminisce, I don't wanna argue
I don't wanna be crying like a bitch
I gotta bash it, smash it, wave it, drill it
Get out of my lane, if you're not with it
Your eye's full of pain, gotta know who did it
My body can't rest till I complete that mission
Imma keep on fighting till I lose my vision
You think I'm a joker? Nah I'm not no villain
Gotta keep on wishing and praying
Gotta keep on spitting, all of this is fiction
Damn, Z
I gotta bash it, smash it, wave it, drill it
Get out of my lane, if you're not with it
Your eye's full of pain, gotta know who did it
My body can't
Ay, I gotta bash it, smash it, wave it, drill it
Get out of my lane, if you're not with it
Your eye's full of pain, gotta know who did it
My body can't rest till I complete that mission
Imma keep on fighting till I lose my vision
You think I'm a joker? Nah I'm not no villain
Gotta keep on wishing and praying
Gotta keep on spitting, all of this is fiction
Many of us gotta keep this trust
We don't hit and run we don't make no fuss
Me and my bruvs, we adjust
We don't do slit and cuts, we chat and discuss
Make as many P's as I can
I wanna feed bread to my family like ducks
I can see bare haters, they all got heart burn
Yeah bitch they got acid reflux
I got some gyal that desire me
Show em' a video, they wanna see D
Not ready for ting right now, cause man has commitment issues like C
I do not love her, but it's all good
She respects my wood so she lets me bend her
Word to her mother, I'm doin her daughter
I do it like the brits, I divide and conquer
How you gon hate on a youngin?
I'm trynna switch up my life and turn nothing to something
He started running my pockets
Damn I was lacking that day imma keep it a hundred
Damn, like why?
Like why did you leave me to die?
Thank God, oh my
All of my niggas alive
I'd talk to my father if he was around
But he went and left me to fend for myself
Feel like I did what I could
Pain in body nobody but money can help
Said I was working too much
I was never around and I only make time for myself
I'm only working cause momma need bill money
Keep me a hundred and send her the rest
I'm gonna make it to the NBA
I know one day they gon call me the best
Damn I try, but I cannot lie, sometimes you make me upset
Got me thinking I'm trippin
When I know deep down, that shit that I say makes sense
I don't wanna reminisce, I don't wanna argue
I don't wanna be crying like a bitch
I gotta bash it, smash it, wave it, drill it
Get out of my lane, if you're not with it
Your eye's full of pain, gotta know who did it
My body can't rest till I complete that mission
Imma keep on fighting till I lose my vision
You think I'm a joker? Nah I'm not no villain
Gotta keep on wishing and praying
Gotta keep on spitting, all of this is fiction
Damn, Z
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Writer(s): Lucas Darboe
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