Mania

Rockstar jeans
Stepping in leather I put it together
I just got some sickness I'm tryna get better
It's cold as a bitch and I don't got no sweater
I'm talking to Peach yea I just got settled
I'm coming in first I need me my medal
Ain't rocking no chains I told em I'm different
I'm on a mission I cannot be tripping

I'm taking these shots I cannot be missing
Slaughter my chicken then cook in the kitchen
Money plus money that's simple addition
My team way too valuable I can't do attrition
Can't act on emotion I cannot be bitching
Can't act on emotion no I'm not no animal
Eat up the comp but I'm not no cannibal
I'm in my head I'm smoking on cannabis
I'm in my head I'm maniatic
That mania got me feeling different
I'm chugging the water I'm daytime sipping
We swerve in that truck yea we daytime whipping
Ugly as fuck yea these boys be tripping
Big Sai baby it only be me
There's only one Sai yea there's only one G
Compare em to who?
Compare em to me

Bitch I'm an artist
The only ones up on my level the only ones looking like me
I'm not with that capping
I'm only gon tell em the truth cause the truth gonna set that boy free
If he wants some knowledge
Then he gonna talk on the phone he gon send me that motherfucking fee
Cause nothing in life ever gonna be free
Talking to Peach and he talking to me

Rockstar jeans
Stepping in leather I put it together
I just got some sickness I'm tryna get better
It's cold as a bitch and I don't got no sweater
I'm talking to Peach yea I just got settled
I'm coming in first I need me my medal
Ain't rocking no chains I told em I'm different
I'm on a mission I cannot be tripping



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Gibbs
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