Control Freak

He's a natural born killer, that's what the sensei say
Middle finger to the world, it's better to keep it that way
He's a natural born killer, that's what the sensei say
Middle finger to the world, it's better to keep it that way

By the time I was twelve, I was giving mama hell
Talking back and bringing shit, trying to think for myself
Now I know what she was just, trying to keep me out of cell
Man, I know I had her stressed, stealing money for the bills
With my dogs tagging walls, and the law was called
Trying to get me to talk, but I locked my jaws
They had to let me walk, tellin's not a flaw
Learned to keep my mouth shut, no matter what I saw
I've been to jail once, I ain't never going back
The only bars I'm behind are the ones on this track
My mind is a kind that's designed to grind
So it's hard to find the time, and I can't get it back
In fact
I ain't had a watch in years
Just going day by day, but this life is fierce
So I'm working on a way I can beat my fears
Cause it's been hard to handle, but my mind reveals

Can't enjoy my wins, cause it's so overshadowed
By anxiety and my internal battles
So I like my weed, when it's hard to handle
Sit back and breathe, and try to break the shackles
That's depression has, on me
Got my fam dependin' on me
Can't have my dog RUDA tat another dead homie
So the only way's up, grab my boots and lace up
It's all the way to the top, different levels to this, homie

Middle finger to the world, it's better to keep it that way
It's a natural born killer, that's what the sensei say
Middle finger to the world, it's better to keep it that way

On my grown man shit, I got the fam around me
Shout out all my people down in Richmond County
It's small town life, but it can get rowdy
R.V.A. to the neck, and I say that shit proudly
Where I caught my first charge, had the cops in the yard
Putting handcuffs on me while they searched my car
Glad mama wasn't home, cause it would've been hard
To see the look on her face, cause it broke her heart
I'm a lot older now, and I'm more mature
I played a bunch of different shows, and I went on tour
From New Mexico, to the eastern shore
Got the chaos taking over, and everybody want more
What's so-and-so doing, I'm not really sure
Just wanna run the game, like it's EA Sports
Eight off thousand dollar plates in expensive resorts
And have people scream my name, while I carry the torch
You hear that bar and say, how original
I'm a stand up dude, so I sense the bitch in you
Running from the truth, and it's surely visible
What I spit is facts, yours is purely fictional
The beat you on slaps, but that's not the principle
You gotta fucking snap and don't cap in your syllables
Pick your own lane and don't follow the imbeciles
We maintain our reign, and I'm fucking invincible

I'm not crazy, I'm in control
I'M NOT CRAZY, I'M IN CONTROL
I'M NOT CRAZY, I'M IN CONTROL
I'M NOT FU