DracoKurama & Cloak - F.W.N. Lyrics

Niggas know that I can't see so I just read they thoughts through Braille
People try to push they agenda and they ask me what if I fail
I just day

That ain't what I'm about son
Plan B? I could do without one
Killing niggas without guns
Matter fact holup

Please don't ask me what's my back up
I'll just politely ask you to back up
All I see in my future is accountants, I got my tax up

I only got good problems to have I'm not an idiot
Not bout to sign my life away On a line I'm not illiterate
I just say

People say I look like I smoke but I don't and I'm stressed
Only 16 and life is pressing down on my neck
Asking god what's next but he ignore like always
Niggas smoking in the hallway
Can't even go to the mall thanks
Ain't no light in the tunnel it's red redemption
That's what they all say
Face to the rain like I'm shawshank
I'm thinking past my age yo

I been pacin
I been racin
I been made for this shit

I don't care if that bitch playin
I've since waited
For these niggas to f*ck with the clique

I'm just looking for something to do
Running and Almost done tripped on my shoe
3 in the morning I'm simply confused
But here I am sitting in the booth

Am I insecure cause of fear
Or am I scared that I can't rap
Am I really scared of police
Or are they scared because I'm black
Do I really think I'm good
Or am I really f*cking trash

Enough with that soft shit
I ain't no soft bitch
I'm pretty sure I'm flawless
Speaking slime that's flarbin
I don't learned the hard way
And that's called losing sleep
Niggas steady wasting my time that's called losing teeth
The point of this EP was a big middle finger to like everybody that ain't close to me
I'd rather stay in my room on a Saturday
How it's supposed to be
Don't have time to be a kid because kids are stupid
Imagine being a kid till your like 25
I might just f*ckin lose it
Prove it

Nah fr like
I don't f*ck with nobody
Niggas is lost please go pick up a hobby
Stop juuling please you like nicotine
I'd hate to be the parent of a child with no dreams
Go to school, keep your room clean
I try not judge niggas, be harsh and assume
But I'll probably be this way to the tomb
F*ck You
Bitch