Me think me head broken and stuff why I can't think of lyrics
Been having hypnagogic problems think that might be serious
Can't make a song back on Saturday bruh they don't wan' hear it
Said fuck out my face with the Schooly Jae know I won't come near it

Finna run these tours, I been stuck in a region for too long
Shit work like quicksand, make me unhappy, oh man you wrong
Can't do this silly children stuff. I find all of your soft
And I can't even stay in the room with that ho, make me cross

Whoa
I guess that I'm getting what I get
On my case and on my head
They not gon' give it a rest

Scavengin' lookin at me, with my fuckin' bird chest
I ain't makin' this my business but good luck being depressеd

Tell lil bruh "getcha money up"
Tеllin' me "how in the fuck I'ma get my money up"
Think that I got me some issues with how they run it up
Talk there to Jae Jae and Bobo, lil mane they run amok

Then ask them fuckas if they wanna scrap
I don't fuck around with the motion got it down pat
If you wanna chip it off I could break you a Super stack
I wonder when the 529 will go bad