He wanted to shoot and get get back
Play with Richie, It's rat a tat tat tat
And I broke a black woman like kit-Kat
Sorry Yasmin
All my opps stinky, get them a tic tac
They're pushing a narrative, push back
All my songs are dependent on my monthly listeners, thank them
If I gave you my songs, would you rank them
I've developed so much since we crimson
If I gave you an ear would you listen
I'm holy, like water that christened
Baby give me a bucket to piss in
When you ball, it's so weak like a piston
I would drive until exploded piston
My music is Whimsical, Kiddish
I'm enjoying the youth til diminish
One day I'll be sitting on 40
Like a racer, my bitch is so sporty
I'm liking my odds like I'm Corey
I know some niggas that still obsessed with the porridge
I gave you portion heavy for the body yet they still important
You talk to me like nothing like there's nobody
Tell em what I did for you alla sudden your head cloudy
Swear you can't trust niggas you can't trust
Bitches so it's fuck niggas so it's fuck bitches
Heavy on the mind i combat with therapists they don't like my ideas
Criticizing turn to crisis I start a riot cause of where my ice is
We stick to vices since 22 my fist been bruised and beaten
Since 23 my minds been lost in the sounds that I sink in
I tinkered time then beat my tattered eyes still sees it all
The world that imma be in