I can't sleep without thinking about you
I'm sick of trying my best
Can't trust these Niggas in my city
So I sleep with a vest
I tried to fall in love again
But shawty acted like the rest
I'm sick of Jesus Christ
For using me for all of his tests
I feel like
Mentally
Only the strongest survive
They say I got a greedy mind
Cause I got green on my mind
I had to pour another shot
Because the liq is the vibe
You gotta open up ya eyes
Cause we leading the blind, okay
Nah I ain't even gotta say shit
This the last one,
Because the other one was basic
Walking round with fucking ASICS
See the lying on their faces
I'm a Lion in the jungle
But the jungle full of racists
The crackas
Don't like niggas
I seen niggas on crack
Red ribbon week
The crackas had to tell me it's wack
But the way my bank account is looking
I might just bring it back
And weigh it, bag it up, and sell it
Making plays like I'm Dak
Woah,
I don't chase hoes,
I ain't the one
Cause when I thought I found the one
I thought her hoeing was done
This life isn't fun
I'm having fun just a shooting a gun
If it was up to me and you
I think we'd go on the run
If it was up to you and I
We'd know that you'd call it quits
So really girl, if you were done
Then why you still on my dick?
Can't trust these Niggas in my city
So I sleep with a vest
I tried to fall in love again
But shawty acted like the rest
I'm sick of Jesus Christ
For using me for all of his tests
I feel like
Mentally
Only the strongest survive
They say I got a greedy mind
Cause I got green on my mind
I had to pour another shot
Because the liq is the vibe
You gotta open up ya eyes
Cause we leading the blind, okay
Nah I ain't even gotta say shit
This the last one,
Because the other one was basic
Walking round with fucking ASICS
See the lying on their faces
I'm a Lion in the jungle
But the jungle full of racists
The crackas
Don't like niggas
I seen niggas on crack
Red ribbon week
The crackas had to tell me it's wack
But the way my bank account is looking
I might just bring it back
And weigh it, bag it up, and sell it
Making plays like I'm Dak
Woah,
I don't chase hoes,
I ain't the one
Cause when I thought I found the one
I thought her hoeing was done
This life isn't fun
I'm having fun just a shooting a gun
If it was up to me and you
I think we'd go on the run
If it was up to you and I
We'd know that you'd call it quits
So really girl, if you were done
Then why you still on my dick?
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