Tweak

A couple niggas in the streets and they dyin' so hopefully
I don't run into no beef without Having my pole on me
A couple rounds up in this drum and it beat
On my enemies
My eyes turn red rum in my system they catch
Me the devil preach
And I ain't tweakin' bout no bitches soul ties

All over me They say they love me and they miss me I'm-sorry my feelings weak
And every time my foot hit concrete I feel like
They after me So please don't stand too long cause That
Shit gon' fuck up my energy I'm in the streets, PTSD Don't let me tweak

Aim at your head now forever you gon' sleep
Probably the reason my eyes won't close and don't Sleep
I pay my therapist and hope that she don't speak
Sometimes tell my stories and that's when she get To tweaking

I told her if you ever think about spillin' them beans
Just know that I know where you lay your head and Sleep
The grim reaper ain't got nothin' on me
I'm that same nigga that he hit to do his deeds

Or maybe that's my subconscious just playin' with Me
I'm the same diamond in the dirty they can't reach I Got like four sides to me and there's one
That don't speak The other persona preach
That other nigga creep The one that stay dangerous And put you six

Feet And ain't nobody safe when you rollin' with
A G I got something on me, just run up in
Your see A couple niggas in the streets and they dyin
So hopefully I don't run into no beef without having My pole on me

A couple rounds up in this drum and it beat all my Enemies
My eyes turn red from in my system they catch me The devil preach
And I ain't tweakin' bout no bitches soul ties all over Me
They say they love me and they miss me I'm sorry My feelings weak

And every time my foot hit concrete I feel like they After me
so please don't stare too long cause that shit gon' Fuck up my energy
I'm in the streets PTSD don't let me tweak
Aim at your head now forever you gon' sleep

Probably the reason my eyes don't close and don't Sleep
I pay my therapist on hope that she don't speak
My paranormal vision got me seein' all these Demons
My peripheral vision got me seein' VVs My Animalistic views got me thinkin' like a creature

So I won't think twice when I'm comin' with a heater
I heard they on to me I laugh when niggas scream
That nigga tryna pull up to my door now watch him Skeeting
And little did he know I was sleepin' with a Jesus

Peace Now that nigga gon' scream
I'm tryna find some peace up in the world but I can't Sleep
And all these demons taunt me and they haunt me in My sleep
Sometimes I tell myself why I'm mean I'm thankful For my therapist she really help me sleep

I'm thankful for my therapist she really help me Sleep
I'm up all night tweakin' I was up all night tweakin
All these demons around me I feel like I really lose My feelings
My heart so froze I guess I'm really in my feelings

My eyes can't close I guess it's all the things I'm seein
And all the demons around me guess they really get to speakin
I need to preach to preachin' cause the things that I be seein
Really kinda out of this world and got me tweakin

A couple niggas in the streets and they dyin
So hopefully I don't run into no beef without having
My pole on me A couple rounds up in this drum
And it beat on my enemies My eyes turn red from in my system

They catch me the devil preachin' I ain't tweakin' bout no bitches
Soul ties they all over me They say they love me and they miss me
I'm sorry my feelings weak And every time my foot hit concrete
I feel like they after me So please don't stare too long

Cause that shit gon' fuck up my energy
I'm in the streets PTSD don't let me tweak
Aim at your head now forever you gon' sleep
Probably the reason my eyes don't close and don't sleep

I pay my therapist on hope that she don't speak



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Writer(s): Akhiem Thomas
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