| And the wheels still spinning, tank on empty
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| On my entry everyone repenting
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| I don’t like most folks I’m just friendly
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| Film my life but it’s real no pretending
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| And my demons only wanna see the ending
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| Shit offends me
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| Never be wolf once you been sheep
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| What you feast on, that’s my lunch meat
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| Put a landmine in my front seat
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| They don’t haunt me now they just hunt me
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| We don’t chop them down we just burn trees
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| Work like birdseed when you look like ten feet
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| Ten speed
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| I can’t trust my mind
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| It does whatever for its kind
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| It’s like there’s someone else inside
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| Who’d kill me just to stay alive
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| It’s a struggle just to smile
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| I been blind to the bullshit for a while
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| Footballs got me mellow but my mind run a mile
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| Let me be somewhere low key chilling with my child
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| Fame make friends turn to enemies and it’s sad
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| Throw a stack on a bag make a hundred thirty grand
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| And I’m still down
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| We tipping bottles for the lost ones
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| I’m just killing time until that call come
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| Plant some cook by my tombstone
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| Young, rich, and grumpy yea we eating 'til the food gone
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| I just put my whole crew on
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| Twist a cap, pull a little pill out to chew on (goodnight)
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| I go numb again
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| Big head weigh me down, but that’s my only friend
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| Door on auto-lock, hop, hit the water walk
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| For a foreign drop top who don’t talk a lot
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| If I bottle pop
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| That ain’t drip that’s a script with no follow-ups
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| This a zip, lemonade but it got a punch
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| Built it all from below where it’s bottom up
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| Still it’s not enough
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| I can’t trust my mind
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| It does whatever for its kind
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| It’s like there’s someone else inside
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| Who’d kill me just to stay alive
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| Can’t trust my mind |