Worried bout the fall and the sum of it all
Father forgive me for I know not what I do
Money ain't my God
Happy ain't a job
Welcome me with open arms
Self sabotage
We fuckin bitches raw
Cuz what's the point of it
If we don't risking it all
If we don't risk it all throw some racks in it
Throw some racks in it
Throw some
Throw some racks in it
Throw some racks in it
You bitch niggas gettin compromised
We all see it all in due time
All in all my heart in the right place
You spend more time dead than you alive
I'm a real bag chaser
But don't get it fucked up like I don't have a why
Like I wouldn't put that boogie on you
That boogie woogie on you like Ah!
I'm a 508 baby, fuckin hoes for sport
Getting money like it's the 80s
Mowalola tee I match the forces on occasion
Say what's on your mind and everybody think you crazy
I can't be another dumb nigga chasing co-signs
Mouse traps all around the crib it's not wavy
I don't have no idols I be looking up to ghost now
Movin like I'm pac in 95 I gotta slow down
Feel like I'm the golden child and everybody knows it now
Like stop playing stupid nigga for I bring the ruler out
Flygerian, time traveling
I don't even know what year we in
How you manage it
All them ideas in your head and you still doing damage kid
And by the time you understand the shit it'll be
A long time
Shit, what's gotten into ya
Read tibetan scriptures while i sift thru sacred literature
Days get sinister, my names getting infamous
Rollin big biscuits got me fuckin up my sentences
Judging off the syndicate
The racks is gon be infinite
My necks gon glisten on
Execs who don't be listening
All the walls
Caving in
Plotted on
By many men
Being honest
I ain't see no solace
Since they breakin in
Where i crawled out of
I'm Shocked, not locked, up in a padded box
Or caught up in the back of bars
I contemplate the saddest thoughts
In the mirror actually, where we tend to face the baddest wars
I laugh, while, I'm prepared, to wave flags, like matadors
Talk to me mi amor
I just want freedom
He ain't seem to catch a breather y'all
Ain't respond in weeks
I'm sound asleep
Just tryna see tomorrow
Belly of the beasts
Dodging creatures
Tryna creep up on us
Uh
Sophisticated Arrogance
Make music for children
And niggas in failed marriages
How you fuck up?
Stand Up
You embarrassing
Your morals out of whack
Around jawns, you out of character
Committed to the mission
I ain't losing my stride
Ricky said he wants our best
I give my best every time
I'm grateful, and filled with hate
At the same damn time
Inherited
Toussaint is in my flesh I'm alive
Uh
Completed every single thought
Pussy do not get involved
Women trying to get rid of y'all
Built my backbone
Throw it back, that's her favorite sport
Connection through a man and a woman
Is through a credit card
More Bags
More Heels
More Meals
Swipe Again
More Fights
More Hate
More Sex
Swipe Again
No Goals
More Chores
More Stress
Swipe Again
You can't buy love
I swear all y'all stupid
Tim Allen, how I show improvement
Swear to God my pen is stupid
Time to dump out all my roaches
Rapper pack is all i'm smoking
Swear I make the dumbest choices
Shimmy Shimmy through the poison
Flows passing through the border
Demolition Man i'm killing
Every single track, I need my hands sanitized
This is year five, Meech ain't even reaching his prime
I talk shit, and give tips
I see you lost in your life
Meech BOLD against the world
I swear to God I won't die my nigga