Arms up, hold up
Talkin bout the lows enough
It's only stuff, flexin ice
Let's not speak of the overdone
Half these bitches like me dead bum
I been the mold of the lesser chum
Mold on the ceiling no income
We don't get funds
They been dead for fun

But I'm feelin like I need it yuh

Rest off
My cause
Been lost
Recharge
Been soft
Fuck cost
Retard
My fault
Too far?
Whack car
Whack broad
Fuck off
Your loss
My toss
My cause
I'm just touchy on the subject
I can't heal myself yet
Makes me slightly upset
Banging out my fuckin chest
Ain't quick enough to cop a vest
Prayin for the worst, but still hopin for the best
You more than less
But same as the rest
This I don't forget
Triple 6 across ya neck
Don't ever run up on my set
Only thoughts can keep me stressed
You got no space in my flesh

I'm just touchy on the subject
I can't heal myself yet
Makes me slightly upset

Fuckas talkin on the way
I'm steady sleepin away the day
I'ma need to find a space today
I ain't tryna see a single face
I just need my own fuckin space

Cost up
Boy just shut the fuck up
Head case
You don't know us
Cost up
Boy just shut the fuck up
Head case
You don't know what's fucked up

See you rockin the stuff
With the same mothafucks
Talk is talk in my slums
No one see me in slump
And if I feel bad for a moment
Never own it, I never chose it
How the fuck you think I feel now?
Clawed to my face in the field now
Different since the minute Sammy kicked me out the house
I'm a goddman fuck up
This was never supposed to be the come up
Sleepin when the sun up
I'm just tired of this shit I run up
Never did it for the money, but I wanna
I'm only human if we gonna
Get to small talk then you can...

I love myself more than I say
Payday, only time a bitch do it my way
No name, spread it down her chest like some face paint
Fuck face, rat race runnin for the clout chase
It's great to hear how much you love me
I got no trust, no love, and no money
But still ain't shit you take from me
Bumb ass bitch
I might flip and dip
And won't tell you nothing

You a problemed child
Talk ya talk, but can't walk the miles
Fucka vile, I been steady wild
I Need a minute, I don't need a while

Keep it buck, it's all love, stay muzzled
Treating my line like we been steady couple
Boy you bes hop the fuck out of my troubles
I'll fuck ya granny and raise you a uncle