I don't think these niggas get it, they don't get the message
Grew up chuggin' and finessin'
Pushin' this pack, ain't learn my lesson
Gun in my glove compartment, so I can feel safe
Always get paranoid just from thinking this way
Gotta get out my head
Feel like my life has been going through major change
There's too much pressure on me
Holding my feelings could only make more mistake
Green beam on his face, he might lose his life today
I might lose my cool, grab my gun and let it spray
My guns cannibals, my bullets go eat his face
We don't run from niggas, let it pop
We don't run from them niggas, you know that we lettin' it pop
She come tell me gun her down with cock
Had a dream, been a loyal friend till we was gon' be on top
I'm M.I.A., hard to notice me
Dressin' all black, it's hard to notice me
I don't like to go out, it's locally
Party goin' down, but I'm anti-socially
If you a enemy, please do not talk to me
Get to the green, I get to the broccoli
Little shawty leeching get the f*ck off of me
They like Fanta where you get these peepers
I just told these motherf*ckers that I'm jeepers creepers
And this my f*ckin' season
Don't take this as a joke
My word, I'm f*ckin' keepin
Y'all better keep that shit, too
I love God, tryna keep it first, too
We fight demons and we don't wanna lose
Tryna make a way, God in this crew
Oh my God (oh my god)
I don't think these niggas get it, they don't get the message
Grew up chuggin' and finessin'
Pushin' this pack, ain't learn my lesson
Gun in my glove compartment, so I can feel safe
Always get paranoid just from thinking this way
Gotta get out my head
Feel like my life has been going through major change
There's too much pressure on me
Holding my feelings could only make more mistake