I was told to come back home
Never movements on my own
Spreadin' my bread for the folks
How you gon’ bitch 'bout life you chose
Everyone got some junk in the [?]
[?]
Everyone walk tip-toe
She tryna pry, deep throat
No see, not me
They do the most

I will never faded
I'm the fated
By the sequence of the seasons
All my demons
How they treat ’em
I believe 'em
Caught me weezin'
By a petty bitch
[?]
Motherfuckers need no nothing
Half these fucks get to bluffing
Sell my jewels for the hungry
[?] Talk talks, swear that they love me
I press that shit in her tummy, yummy
Motherfuckers steady, go dummy
In my dash, you don't count that money
Eight feet deep in the dirt mean nothing
Why you so sad?
Why the fuck you running?
Why you so bad?
Should [?] this from me
Blame for the name
Now you hate me honey?
Just cause it made me nothing
Please shut the fuck up
I ain't got the funds up
So why the fuck they trust us?
Fuckers [?] like stand up
Talk soul like they have some
You the same as the next one after
[?] me like a dancer
She rub a band like a stretcher
Fam in the city, that's my space
My fam look pretty in pink
My fam make moves out of state
My hands been formed by the day
Why you [?] on me when I show face
Two scripts, too free like a head case
She poppin' a few like a sedate
But he pass on these fuckers like a mixtape

Don't try to speak on it bitch
You not a ditch, you can suck a dick
Fuckin’ slapped with the petty shit
Life got you by the pussy, prick

I don’t wanna go outside
All I seen been talk in an overbite
You afraid of yourself in the overnight
If I ain't stressed then my life ain’t hittin' right
Then my life ain't hittin' right, yuh
I don’t wanna go outside
All I seen been talk in an overbite
You afraid of yourself in the overnight
If I ain't stressed then my life ain't hittin' right