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Ask me what happened today
I'll say that harassment it stays
Witchu no matter the day
While they chatter away rapidly
Rappin words while trying to tie phrases
I'm tryin to die daily while buying into apathy
Avidly makin the most of it and savagely post up with it and forcing to do it happily
Avoiding tragedy police are still patting me forcing to keep it mannerly like Anne you called raggedy
Got a tapestry sagging because of gravity and mamas at capacity because i got a cavity
Losin my mentality spacing like a galaxy
Vitality is draining a confliction morality
Super rhyming vanity and the shit is like some gadgetry tryna make a living and have a 7 figure salary
Sleepin like your majesty you need to charge your battery I'm
Flexing hard as f*ck but snapping back into reality
Pop a nollie with my hands in my pocket
Got a blunt my chin waggin and I'm bouta vomit
Promise I'm the oddest and i swearin that I'm modest
Stoppin cops make em drop it don't believe me being honest
Losin dedication hatin shit i used to love
Gettin Sick of makin music gettin Sick of smokin bud
Im gettin pushed and f*cking shoved and I'm just sick of being judged
Watch your f*cking back before your chest spilling blood
Like these trashed wearin bitches they don't know about the half of it
Stumbled on the hoodies lookin like a f*ckin accident
Think that they raw for smoking weed and acting adamant
I'm lackin credibility they pissed because I'm accurate
Rappers makin dough but I'm just makin some bread
I'm just tryna be myself and not just follow a trend
Pick a style and hold it until you heard it's the end
You better be yourself and promise not to follow your friends
With a 9 I'm sprayed up on the curtain turnin it red
Surgeon needs to fix what's goin on inside of my head
F*ck it not with all the pills and shit I'd rather be dead
Say i need a shrink or maybe f*ckin bullets instead
Passed away from stepping up smoking bags of louder weed
Momma always askin what's the shit that's coming outta me
Im outta reach, now I'll try to clear all these boundaries
I'm proud to be the stoner even tho i got about a g
I'm bound to be the same as all the rappers who on powdery
Way up at the top so all the fans up in the crowd will see
Forgotten from the rest, i guess we on an island
Other people's minds is what I'm thinkin of I'm trying
Just to keep to myself, but they know that I'd be lying
And I'm dyin just to say it, eyeing down all these tryrants
I'm implying that the issues that we got are underlying
And relying on a blunt to chill me out when I'm hidin
Smokin half a blunt then I'm dippin like a hit and run
All your bars are stolen taken out of where they're written from
Felon on my belt I'm held in court i just committed one
Caught up in a time where all i want is just a little fun
Sayin f*ck the cops and sluggin down a mug of bitter rum
Popped up in the body just for runnin with a hidden gun
Striding to the day when my mother f*ckin case closed
Sick of all the feelings and the time spent on fake hoes,
Stank dope, always cashin f*ckin bank notes,
Wishin i could get it back but damn it's too late though
Nobody even listening it's like we castin blank votes
No matter all the effort put inside every bass note
Dank smoke, stuck inside the room where you steam ya bones
Red dotted buckshot you know I'm f*ckin leavin holes
After gettin stoned it's like we always f*ckin reachin goals
Realest of the game cant afford to get a feature hoe
We just slidin down the slip
Confiding in a bitch
Who really couldn't give a f*ck if we residin in a ditch
Her heart is like a vault but i just pried it open shit
I'm riding with the rules, but I'm colliding with my clique