Gnarly (Insane)

Trappin' all day and all night, just tryna find a way
And niggas steady dissin' on the gram, but they ain't gettin' paid
Chasin' all these chips, over bitches it's like I'm stacking lays
And niggas really claim that they crippin' till they, put shit, to face

Remember all the times I was hungry, that nigga barely ate
And now all these hoes in my mentions, it's really gettin' craze
Runnin' to the paper, it's amazing, I swear, I feel so great
And look at all the niggas who hated, just tryna ride a wave

Bitches steady leechin' for figures, that's why I stay away
And if a nigga ever think that I'm slippin, he gon' meet the K
And then a pussy steady askin' for features, but they ain't tryin' pay
And I gotta stay tacked, can't fold, I swear they gon' know my name

And Zach he got caught with a coke, so now he slingin' cane
Gotta take your L fore' you Win, that's how you play the game
Them niggas wanna get in the field, I told them bring the pine
Mixing all these goddamn drugs, I might just go a insane



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Writer(s): Derek Jones
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