Goin Dumb
Break it down roll the earth in a leaf
Spark it up I just need some relief
Look in my eyes it's just me versus me
Been out my mind yea the drugs set me free
DoorDash it I don't go on dates, put dick in her stomach and face
Out in LA makin' plays, they welcomed me I overstayed
Ronnie Coleman I'm pushin' that weight, masked up I ain't leavin' no trace
Lotta scars on my body and face, take off like Tay-K do the race
It was lint in my jeans now my pockets are fat
Always keep it a hundred they hate me for that
That bitch ain't a ten if her head game is wack
If I already hit then I won't double back (On God)
Smooth as fuck but I'm really a criminal
Servin' yayo while I'm smokin' medicinal
By any means I'ma get to my pinnacle
Poppin' percs got me feelin' invincible
I been through some shit now I barely get sleep
Boondocks type a life this shit ain't for the weak
I don't do this for fun bitch I'm playin' for keeps
Went and ran up a check to bust down the Philippe
I got the drop on the opp at the top of the block
Pulled out the Glock, let it pop, now he outlined in chalk
Movin' the rock in my sock, I did that on the clock
Came a long way from servin' and scammin' to pourin' up Wock'
Came a long way from punchin' in a clock
Keep a Smith & Wesson used to be a Glock
Bitches peep the bread then they start to flock
I don't want these bitches get 'em off my jock
In the cut but I'm still havin' motion
Out the way I ain't really been postin'
Foreign hoe got her wet like the ocean
I know you mad you be fuckin' your lotion
Me and you were not the same
I capitalize off pain
Rollin' with Mary and Jane
Smokin' purple in the rain
I just been tryna maintain
I want the money fuck the fame
Watch me put my name up on a chain
They tellin' me that I'm insane
Yeah it's crazy 'til I go and do it
It was days I just wanna say screw it
With my mama I was gettin' into it
Had a feelin' I'd win I just knew it
Now we on them bikes goin' dumb in the city
When I'm up on stage bitches showin' me titties
Big as Meek Mill got 'm turnt out in Philly
I was broke as a joke now my money go silly (Ha ha)
Still sippin' mud I admit it
I been on this shit for a minute
Gen 3 on hip clip extended
Come try me your life'll get ended
Olight in the front and I buttoned the back
I'm ready for war when my demons attack
I run with some wolves and I'm leadin' the pack
Come through like a funeral we dressed in all black
Bet against us you gon' lose every time
Free thug they treatin' rappin' like crime
Young legend had the world yellin' Slime
How you eat off his plate and go droppin' a dime
Spark it up I just need some relief
Look in my eyes it's just me versus me
Been out my mind yea the drugs set me free
DoorDash it I don't go on dates, put dick in her stomach and face
Out in LA makin' plays, they welcomed me I overstayed
Ronnie Coleman I'm pushin' that weight, masked up I ain't leavin' no trace
Lotta scars on my body and face, take off like Tay-K do the race
It was lint in my jeans now my pockets are fat
Always keep it a hundred they hate me for that
That bitch ain't a ten if her head game is wack
If I already hit then I won't double back (On God)
Smooth as fuck but I'm really a criminal
Servin' yayo while I'm smokin' medicinal
By any means I'ma get to my pinnacle
Poppin' percs got me feelin' invincible
I been through some shit now I barely get sleep
Boondocks type a life this shit ain't for the weak
I don't do this for fun bitch I'm playin' for keeps
Went and ran up a check to bust down the Philippe
I got the drop on the opp at the top of the block
Pulled out the Glock, let it pop, now he outlined in chalk
Movin' the rock in my sock, I did that on the clock
Came a long way from servin' and scammin' to pourin' up Wock'
Came a long way from punchin' in a clock
Keep a Smith & Wesson used to be a Glock
Bitches peep the bread then they start to flock
I don't want these bitches get 'em off my jock
In the cut but I'm still havin' motion
Out the way I ain't really been postin'
Foreign hoe got her wet like the ocean
I know you mad you be fuckin' your lotion
Me and you were not the same
I capitalize off pain
Rollin' with Mary and Jane
Smokin' purple in the rain
I just been tryna maintain
I want the money fuck the fame
Watch me put my name up on a chain
They tellin' me that I'm insane
Yeah it's crazy 'til I go and do it
It was days I just wanna say screw it
With my mama I was gettin' into it
Had a feelin' I'd win I just knew it
Now we on them bikes goin' dumb in the city
When I'm up on stage bitches showin' me titties
Big as Meek Mill got 'm turnt out in Philly
I was broke as a joke now my money go silly (Ha ha)
Still sippin' mud I admit it
I been on this shit for a minute
Gen 3 on hip clip extended
Come try me your life'll get ended
Olight in the front and I buttoned the back
I'm ready for war when my demons attack
I run with some wolves and I'm leadin' the pack
Come through like a funeral we dressed in all black
Bet against us you gon' lose every time
Free thug they treatin' rappin' like crime
Young legend had the world yellin' Slime
How you eat off his plate and go droppin' a dime
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Writer(s): Revanth Nedurumalli
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