I can't close my eyes!
I can't see my demons
But i hear'em all the time
I got schizophrenia
Its beatin up my mind
You said you wasn't leaving
But that turned into a lie
Got this wok in my cup-
No you can't tell me that I've had enough
Gotta' finish this woody before I pour up
I'mma spill all my feelings and won't give a Fuck
I been hurt all my life so just do what you want
When you really need me you gon' be outta' Luck
Put away my emotions im gon' keep em' tucked
I'mma fight like a dog aint no motion for pups
(Where do we begin?)
(I been sinnin)
(Where do we begin?)
You know what I love about you?
You dont quit
No matter what ODDS are against you
You DON'T quit
Don't Ever Stop
And we back again you standin on business
I'm standin on ten!
Like I'm Speaker Knockerz; I am NOT your Homie
I don't want no dealings I ain't looking for Friends
You talkin your shit while I'm poppin mines!
Best get out of your feelings you GOTTA Lock In!
You can see that I'm faded look IN my eyes!
I won't close them for nothing gotta see When I WIN!
Geeked off the medical; feel out my body-
I astral project to the cosmos again!
Shit getting critical feel like im Roddy-
I'm "Ballin'" on niggas "The Box" with my twin
Can't get enough of the feeling just give me A minute-
This ritalin finna' kick in!
Can't stop 'till i touch me a milly-
Stack twentys and fifties; dont forget my Blue benjamins!
I can't close my eyes!
I can't see my demons
But i hear'em all the time
I got schizophrenia
It's beatin up my mind
You said you wasn't leaving
but that turned into a lie
Got this wok in my cup-
No you can't tell me that I've had enough
Gotta' finish this woody before I pour up
I'mma spill all my feelings and won't give a Fuck
I been hurt all my life so just do what you Want
When you really need me you gon' be outta' Luck
Put away my emotions im gon' keep em' Tucked
I'mma fight like a dog aint no motion for Pups
(Where do we begin?)
(I been sinnin)
(Where do we begin?)
(I been sinnin)
*REVERB
And we back again you standin on business
I'm standin on ten!
Like I'm Speaker Knockerz; I am NOT your Homie
I don't want no dealings I ain't looking for Friends
You talkin your shit while I'm poppin mines!
Best get out of your feelings you GOTTA Lock In!
You can see that I'm faded look IN my eyes!
I won't close them for nothing gotta see When I WIN!
Geeked off the medical; feel out my body-
I astral project to the cosmos again!
Shit getting critical feel like im Roddy-
I'm "Ballin'" on niggas "The Box" with my twin
Can't get enough of the feeling just give me A minute-
This ritalin finna' kick in!
Can't stop 'till i touch me a milly-
Stack twentys and fifties; dont forget my Blue benjamins!