Ecriture

These niggas looking funny fuck it watch em fold up

Truth be told I know I told ya

I don't think you ready for this level smoke

Big lungs pushing blood watch it rush to ya head its a rush

I know your type

I see you like

I know you well

I wish you well from in a well

Im still learning to unhinge and drop my shoulders relax

I got this pain all in my neck

Setting fires in the hallway hold me accountable

No one told me it was gonna be a really bad day

For me to get in trouble by the law

I support everything different I suppose

I can get in trouble for nothing if its a go

I'm trying to get it while I can

I'm finding trouble woe is me

Have you gotten any sleep

Thats prolly why you fall apart

Gravity still ain't a match for me

These niggas looking funny fuck it watch em fold

Fuck it ball out we can crash the whip

Bad day to get in trouble yelling fuck the law

Something in my body don't feel right

Something about everything hit different

Missions gotta finish till my time's up

Walking on this water like I seen it, in my travels found a dime huh

Triple on the double caught a vibe huh

Holographic coat the body fresh paint

Smoke a zip and then forget the next day

Comparing always gotta steal my joy huh

How the fuck I wake up on the floor I

Really can't complain cause I enjoy I

Know that gravity still ain't a match for me

Sometimes I gotta logout I been catching heat

Couldn't blame my shorty dipped now

Stick it out mama we got cash to get

Fuck it imma ball out you can crash the whip trash the shit

Gravity still ain't a match for me

These Niggas looking funny fuck it watch em fold

Fuck it ball out we can crash the whip

Bad day to get in trouble yelling fuck the law

Fuck the law