BobbyTooLivid - Xeno (feat. LYS Benzo) Lyrics

Ay, I ain't about all these mutual aggressions-
Just fess up man

Yeah

It's crazy to think
That I really got some people who wanna see me up-
Let's get it

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

All of the shots
You know I don't miss em
All of these thots
I'm not tryna kiss em
Outa my way steady tryna play some'

Yeah-

I'm makin bank
You know they be hatin
Makin these loans
You know I can't fake em
All of these haters
Yeah, I'm bouta bake em

Yeah

I gotta map
Yeah I got a tracer
She on my lap
Yeah it never fazed me
All of these snacks
They be lookin tasty

But I was that nigga
Thinkin that I was a figure
Had to leave home and come chase some'

I don't be chasin
Get in the way and I'll break ya-
Like breakin a bottle of liquor
Save you for later
F*ckin up, don't got stop
We see you
We chasin like Mater

It didn't matter
All of the bread I just made
Was stuck in a wraith gettin fatter

I'm not a lacker
Pass me yo bae she get slayed
She gon' be home gettin louder
I feel so proper
Not like a gentlemen's yapper
See too I gave her the clapper

I'm bouta rock her
Gimme some narcs
And I'll drop her
Drugs in a suit need a doctor

Are you a proctor
The test's we be takin at noon
Takin my energy
Takin my goals
The way they be takin my soul

I gotta goal nigga
Too bold for this world gettin cold
I'm feelin bigger
Pass me a line and I'll pick her
Now she be givin me stickers

Don't need a cradle
All of my people they keepin me stable

Caught in the zone
Didn't think I'd be alone
I seen myself with a lover
Leave me alone
I cannot hang in the slums
Gimme a chance and I'll shock her

Givin me time, rewind
The time Ima need to rewrite her
All of my bros
They steady
Be tryna find ways to entice her

I need a flow, on go
The same ima use to rewrite her

All of my niggas to wavy
Ridin that switch like it's KC
Thinkin that they gotta save me
I don't got time to be wastin
I don't got dimes to be chasin
All of these niggas they crazy

Uh
Uh
Uh

Killin this beat got me feelin like woah
Glock with a dick and a switch in for sho'
Carry these niggas on my back, like a backpack
All this shit you talk
Man it's just Rapcat
Ain't with the chit chat
I get your shit slapped
F*ckin your bitch from the back
Yeah I did that

Can't really do shit the way I write music
It's killin you niggas
They needed my movelist

They say I got hoes
I ain't really got none
Just here for some money
They need to go f*ck some'

Steeza Vibe, what's his name that got popped?
Bullets go running they poppin his top
Sending his ass to the deadhouse
Ass in the car, fiends needing to fan out
Now I'm off of this beat
I just went crazy
And none of these niggas are f*ckin with me

Yeah, yeah, yeah-

None of em f*ckin with me
Kickin my diamonds they roamin the ocean
Passin the towns and they makin a notion
All on my heart that they beatin it's broken

All of the sounds that I hear
Is bringing a tear
I open my book when they near
Giving it soul then
Sayin that we should be noted
Leavin the house with a motion