I got soaked through the rainiest days
They made me this way
Should have left the street but it paid me to stay
The path that I walked on was paving my pain
So I strayed and laid bricks for the opposite lane
If you ain't rich you don't play about that gwop
I view the city like a section of a swamp
A lot of shit grows but nothing that you want
A lot of shit gross and that's just being blunt
Bitches acting foul and bitches wanna stunt
But nothing ever change until you willing to confront
Crooked cop, crooked cop, yeah, I see him too
Erry' person has autonomy, we ain't got a clue
I know it sound hazy when I twist that J
That Richtown way, these dummies catch a 6 round fade
And yeah I know them hunnies got them big round things
But really don't give a fuck about that blasé blasé
I play the resurrector like the Tribe cassette
Cuz your third eye is just a fucking hole in your head
I play the resurrector like the Tribe cassette
Cuz your third eye is just a fucking hole in your head
Gallon after gallon, brain's wet
Seeing dead shit, morning never happened
I'm still somewhere in my head space
Walked for blocks, never figured out my destination
40 Glock pops, talk a cop into resignation
I'm a mental patient, safety's not a strong suit
Wrongdoer, safety off, one chambered, I'm dog puke
Tell them shoot or just get off me, sociopathy probably
Shit that bothers y'all probably never bothers me
Told you not to follow me, newspaper's a shit show
"Idiot with a slit throat stuffs coke in his pisshole
Kills family with missiles"
"Politician fucks bitches with issues"
Everything I read is just a sick joke
It never really registered as funny
Rather figure out the time they fill the registers with money
It never really registered as funny
Rather figure out the time they fill the registers with money