My Surroundings

I watch the clouds that fill up my surroundings

I think would I have kept my cool if this I didn't drown in

I probably would have snapped and gone down

I didn't care about a thing like we can all go now

On some 99 Marshall shit, fuck the world I'll part from it

That's how I felt and now I do have peace

Like I wish the bitch well, even if she did me

Worse than I would have done my enemy while he bleeds

Talks cheap, Nittys Fiend and police ID

What's new

The same shit's happening on the streets

I'm really from this, catch how I approach it

I roll up the whole thing and dap up my associates

I'm closer with killers than I am clean hearts

So when I'm sat at home alone and I'm high in the dark

I'm reminiscing how we came so far

But we're so far lost and ain't a map to follow

Half the people ain't even wanna see tomorrow

I don't get that but, I don't get a G that borrows

And my plush ting said she don't get tings that swallow

But that's probably why I won't holler her tomorrow

These bitches can't sing, they getting gassed

Off the town They pair up with shit rappers so it match

How they sound

If I blow and I'm behind the curtains At events

I'll be slipping out the back for a spliff and a breath

Catch me in the back room tryna draw a star

Like a hood rat chick

Pattern the hotel and book that shit

Everybody ain't gotta do block shit

Everybody ain't gotta supply the narcotics

Then everybody ain't gotta be a trapper cause people need trims, cause people need swagger

They wanna switch and come back when they

Get hurt

You can't sniffle on my shoulders or my sweatshirt

I'ma shut that shit down like Earl's Court but they still wanna ask why I scream fuck

The world for a look

All these times I said a bar I killed it

I'm a serial rapper that's why they never left the building

They know we do this, half a pack down When I bill a little something

They know what I've got cause it's loud From the drop till the day we run out

I gotta turn the music up to get into my sound