You sick of me
I'm sick of you
I'm sick of me too
So i went and found myself
And i discovered something new
Did a lot of f*cked up things
But now i've switched my point of view
Mind Elevated
Bitch i found my own truth
May i
Reintroduce
Pain triple three
Tatted with the f*ckin noose
Hopped on the mic
No i didn't need a booth
Judge me
Well
You don't know what i've been through
Yuh
Well that's all in the past
No more f*ckin up
And no more takin Xans
I'm the man with the plan
Keep it lowkey
But always keep it strapped
Nah
Boy
Don't misunderstand
I ain't no f*ckin pussy
Always down to throw hands
Huh
I don't care to make bands
But know your f*ckin place
You the goat
I'm the Ram
Damned
Now
Don't give a f*ck about clout
I got bigger problems that i rather worry bout
Like is all of this worth it
I'm forever in doubt
Fake ass artist
You should shut your f*ckin mouth
Bitch please
I don't give a f*ck
If you're too f*ckin crazy
F*ck yeah
I'ma run
But right now baby
I'm up in your guts
What i need in a girl
Is she agrees life sucks
So
Lets get numb
Only feel good
With sex and Drugs
F*ck that
Just need a f*ckin text and a hug
Ain't gotta act hard
Because i ain't no thug
Sad and i Trap
With them big black guns
F*ck with the vatos
I'm their main tree plug
So
Shut your f*ckin mouth
Whispers in my head
Slowly start to f*ckin shout
But no
Wont let them bring me down
Made a lot of changes
And i'm really f*ckin proud
Just relax for a second
And listen to these sounds
Wow