Inswain
Ooh
Used to feel hate, used to feeling like I’m nothing
You still feel like hating cause I’m turning it to something

Used to be the plug told the homies i could front em
They ain't got my money ain't around when i confront em

Only took a took a year gotta shout out to my cousin
I know theres some who got me and it ain't up for discussion

And everybody else is just the reason that I’m cussin
I play this on the radio like fuck the repercussions

Give a fuck the reapers coming, I’m dealing with this tension
And it seem like everybody only do it for attention

When i was a freshman, always in detention
It was me and all my henchman prolly bout to split a ten strip

In a whole nother dimension
I ain't ever quittin homie fuck up out my mentions

And if i said it then i meant it
I just lost my mind and homie this is how i mend shit, yeah!