WORRY BOUT YOU

Came in this bitch
Locked in a mode
Chopin the flows
Hibachi this song for the foes
For the hoes, for the bros
Matter facts fuck y'all
This for the soul
For the spirit in me left alone in the cold
By fifteen it had froze Sixteen
I was writing sixteen it and it rose
Way outta the ice just like Rogers
Get it out of dodge like dodgers
Put it in the spot that I've earned
Yea
Under stage lights
Y'all won't get a feature less you get me paid right
But I ain't even really laid a price
Dropped a couple singles now these artists tryin to call me aye night
Uh
Ain't that crazy
Make a track my song like it didn't feature JP
But featuring hmmm I forget what's ya name
G Rap game oversaturated with average
I don't remember every face see I wake up
OG Kellz how I lace up
Broken nails had to scrape up
20 bucks and bought the beat on your playlist
They never asked me to say shit
But opinions fact in this nation
All this contradiction
Just a lot of bitching
Let's bring it back to the basics

Worry bout you
Homie
And I worry bout me
Me and my family tree
My family of fans and the fans yet to be
Yet to see what I am what I bleed
Now you worried bout who?
Homie
Yea you worried bout me
Me and my family tree
My family of fans and the fans yet to be
Yet to see what I am what I bleed
So worry bout you

I been killing time like Zeus
Fillin up on rhymes like food
Thinking that I'm late is a simple mistake
Cause my delivery and timing's just rude
I came in and came thru
Cant say the same for you
Who came in and can't do it
Cant win, I ain't losing
Make music to reflect the waves I been moving
Like the moon But the day is new so
Top of the morning K dot what I'm on
If only I knew token I would put him on this song
With him and, curry jiddy, techa Nina get em all on a phone
They be like is this shit a cypher
Or conference call?
Shit I guess it's either it's our job to talk
I been up all night with the alpha dogs
Barking at the mic, is why I raspy talk
They like why you sound angry?
Don't ask me

I'd worry bout you
Homie
And I worry bout me
Me and my family tree
My family of fans and the fans yet to be
Yet to see what I am what I bleed
Said you worried bout who?
Homie
Yea you worried bout me
Me and my family tree
My family of fans and the fans yet to be
Yet to see what I am what I bleed
So worry bout you

Tik tok rappers can get gone
I been on
Ten, lemonade in the red cup
With kettle one, sip
And I'm gone
Chick in my bed
Ripping the bong
Pretty long hair
Snipped, cause we balled all night
Cigarette breathe, cough up a lung life
But I don't want to coffin shit I wanna long life
Skin is still red cause the bitch fucked with my head
Cut up to my neck from my wrist
And I bled
Cops knock knock for wellness check
I made 'em haha so that I ain't sent to Rez
My roommate lying to my face, as if I would rage
Finding out that he sent for them
Now I'm pissed
Bitch my body my choice
Didn't try to talk you tried to send me off boy
I don't really wanna die
You can tell by my voice
I been dark inside since a boy

So worry bout you
Homie
And I worry bout me
Me and my family tree
My family of fans and the fans yet to be
Yet to see what I am what I bleed
Said you worried bout who?
Homie
Yea you worried bout me
Me and my family tree
My family of fans and the fans yet to be
Yet to see what I am what I bleed
So worry bout you