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Step back cuz I'm tellin ya you don't wanna know me
I got hella fuckin issues that I drown in some forties
Came up on the east side
This country filled up with lies
But what the fuck am I to do
So I just roll with the tides
I been gettin' all the credit but I do not deserve it
Shoutout to the ones that helped me make somethin out this circus
Cannot hurt my fuckin pride
I'm hardest on my own mind
Whatchu gonna do against someone who ain't 'fraid to die
Try to claw my way back out this pit
This life shit fuckin testing me
I'm fading everyday by three pm
I need amphetamines
I'm kinda burnt I must admit
I'm probably on the spectrum, which
Ain't gonna slow me down
Cuz that's an asset, ain't no fuckin glitch
Keep to myself unless somebody ring me
And I don't play no fuckin games
Quit tryna cue up against me
Not a single person know me
That's including myself
Ignoring all of my emotions
Hide 'em up on a shelf
Gone
If we speakin' 'bout credit, this where my credit is due
You didn't do it by yourself, you had me to help you
Contortions 'n narratives that control the truth
Bitch I can't form my words any better than fools
A background motherfucker with a stereo booth
Ain't any better than a kid at home, usin' his tools
Hearin' from my people, like "whatever happens, happens"
Lettin' a 16 year old show you up in action?
I don't understand it
Live cam, reaction
"Fuck quality, boy I want som' fuckin traction"
Well now you sound sarcastic
Tying my verses, and writing my virtues
Spittin' on my name is just what I'm used to
Boy I am not here for your lazy excuse
If I am still doing it, then why can't you?
I don't wanna hear it
Takin' the scenic
Feedin' my ego cause it's anemic
Takin' these words on my back
To prove to myself that I'll stay intact
Everybody knows two goats are better than one
So I think it's about time that we started the fun
Back to back with my brother, the one that everyone wants
Only to learn who I am, cause bitch I'm dolos' son
I was out last week
Pull me in too deep
Lighter on your dashboard
Pistol in my arms
I'm afraid to let go
So I head back home