Obsession
Yeah, right now in my mind
I don't give a fuck about you bitches
Or y'all niggas, I'm on one
And y'all can tell y'all motherfucking niggas
Y'all motherfucking bitches, y'all can team up
It's me against the world nigga, real shit
I had to step out of my character
Minus the singer with passion
I was mad to get out of my character
Hype up the stinger, lit action
Dragging my name like a ladder
Bragging I fade like a pattern
Personal choice will get written
Merciful noise will get sentenced
Gritting his teeth that been stabbed by the knife
Seeing he's beef that been tagged like a price
Lab over night has been put in the freezer
And then blast over fights that been cooked in a steamer
I heard that you sad bout your life
It gives it no reason for bastardizing
And word said you crash out your life
Feelings, no semen for fantasying
Victimizing, a parasite
Manipulating what he sees
Epitomizing just to summarize
Accumulating the belief
True to my team, I get busy
No fuck niggas crowding my lane
Too true I bleed, might get greedy
No fuck niggas outing my name
Been on a mission when I know you've been wishing
End on a hit list and I go through them bitches
Standing on business and I ghost, who them women
Demanding, don't finish, while most in them fish is
The water is dark and possessive
Has gotten to his head being reckless
The daughter is parched, end in seconds
And plotting his plan to oppression
Obsession, stalking the hawk then calling his name
Walking the fault, collision
Falling I caught then saw in his face
Talking to pause, expression
You know I'm a god, and I speak it with pride
Eye, nine, nine, nine, it's heaven
Easy with mine and seeking the high
Exposing season gives me every reason
To extorting niggas, picking every weakness
To escorting lizards living every weekend
And reposting killings is the petty reason
I don't fear you bitches, I don't care for bitches
I won't fare to bitch niggas dare to hit me
Shit is too weird to be bliss
At the same time it's clear to be this
I don't give a fuck about you bitches
Or y'all niggas, I'm on one
And y'all can tell y'all motherfucking niggas
Y'all motherfucking bitches, y'all can team up
It's me against the world nigga, real shit
I had to step out of my character
Minus the singer with passion
I was mad to get out of my character
Hype up the stinger, lit action
Dragging my name like a ladder
Bragging I fade like a pattern
Personal choice will get written
Merciful noise will get sentenced
Gritting his teeth that been stabbed by the knife
Seeing he's beef that been tagged like a price
Lab over night has been put in the freezer
And then blast over fights that been cooked in a steamer
I heard that you sad bout your life
It gives it no reason for bastardizing
And word said you crash out your life
Feelings, no semen for fantasying
Victimizing, a parasite
Manipulating what he sees
Epitomizing just to summarize
Accumulating the belief
True to my team, I get busy
No fuck niggas crowding my lane
Too true I bleed, might get greedy
No fuck niggas outing my name
Been on a mission when I know you've been wishing
End on a hit list and I go through them bitches
Standing on business and I ghost, who them women
Demanding, don't finish, while most in them fish is
The water is dark and possessive
Has gotten to his head being reckless
The daughter is parched, end in seconds
And plotting his plan to oppression
Obsession, stalking the hawk then calling his name
Walking the fault, collision
Falling I caught then saw in his face
Talking to pause, expression
You know I'm a god, and I speak it with pride
Eye, nine, nine, nine, it's heaven
Easy with mine and seeking the high
Exposing season gives me every reason
To extorting niggas, picking every weakness
To escorting lizards living every weekend
And reposting killings is the petty reason
I don't fear you bitches, I don't care for bitches
I won't fare to bitch niggas dare to hit me
Shit is too weird to be bliss
At the same time it's clear to be this
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Writer(s): Matthew Martin
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