Birds
Yeah
Shew
Yeah
Too much I could never stop
Feeling it in my bones but I'm just breaking off
You know everybody telling me to stop
Staying up for days so the days are really gone
Got so much to do it's impossible
You never talk to me but that don't mean that we improbable
I got theories that I hide inside a case closed
She talk to much but I'm gon tell her where her face goes
Fucked up my arm
Lifting them weights
Bitch I'm the bomb
Get the fuck out my face
Whipping that shit too crazy
We finna win us a race
Puffin this I'm lazy shit hit like a mace to the face
I run through the city you know I ain't coming back
Making these plays I feel like a quarterback
I'm dropping these dimes I might need my quarter back
Running it up I run to the stack
I got this weight on my back
Way that it's moving I like when she throw that shit back
Talking my shit when I'm up on the track
Bengas on bengas I'm bringing it back yeah
Hit by a car now I'm pissed
Somehow I fucked up my wrist
And I can't put ice on that shit
And I can't put ice on my neck
Cause I might just fuck round and drip
Might put a doob on my lip might get some water then sip
Too much I could never stop
Feeling it in my bones but I'm just breaking off
You know everybody telling me to stop
Staying up for days so the days are really gone
Been focused on them bad things
I took a little bit but that shit goes a long way
Pouring up a bad dream
I copped the -tussin
My boy he copping the bad drank
I put a two into one now I'm a bad fiend
I just gotta stay to the underworld
I don't know but I think that your the one that holds me down
We can go anywhere that you wanted to in the world
I know I know yeah
Posted
Chilling with my brothers let's get roasted
Looking at my plate but you needa look at your your shit
Yeah your shit
N on that broke shit
She been on that hoe shit
You know I can't go yeah
Something that she said didn't resonate with me
All them people talking they don't know a thing bout me
They chirping like birds
Don't care what you heard
Shew
Yeah
Too much I could never stop
Feeling it in my bones but I'm just breaking off
You know everybody telling me to stop
Staying up for days so the days are really gone
Got so much to do it's impossible
You never talk to me but that don't mean that we improbable
I got theories that I hide inside a case closed
She talk to much but I'm gon tell her where her face goes
Fucked up my arm
Lifting them weights
Bitch I'm the bomb
Get the fuck out my face
Whipping that shit too crazy
We finna win us a race
Puffin this I'm lazy shit hit like a mace to the face
I run through the city you know I ain't coming back
Making these plays I feel like a quarterback
I'm dropping these dimes I might need my quarter back
Running it up I run to the stack
I got this weight on my back
Way that it's moving I like when she throw that shit back
Talking my shit when I'm up on the track
Bengas on bengas I'm bringing it back yeah
Hit by a car now I'm pissed
Somehow I fucked up my wrist
And I can't put ice on that shit
And I can't put ice on my neck
Cause I might just fuck round and drip
Might put a doob on my lip might get some water then sip
Too much I could never stop
Feeling it in my bones but I'm just breaking off
You know everybody telling me to stop
Staying up for days so the days are really gone
Been focused on them bad things
I took a little bit but that shit goes a long way
Pouring up a bad dream
I copped the -tussin
My boy he copping the bad drank
I put a two into one now I'm a bad fiend
I just gotta stay to the underworld
I don't know but I think that your the one that holds me down
We can go anywhere that you wanted to in the world
I know I know yeah
Posted
Chilling with my brothers let's get roasted
Looking at my plate but you needa look at your your shit
Yeah your shit
N on that broke shit
She been on that hoe shit
You know I can't go yeah
Something that she said didn't resonate with me
All them people talking they don't know a thing bout me
They chirping like birds
Don't care what you heard
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Writer(s): Gabriel Gibbs
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