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Yeah, come on
Yeah, yeah, come here, come on
Mental overload, I don't pop pills but a youngin been leanin' off all the depression
Yes, I reap shit, yes, little nigga be sendin' up surprises if I don't get dabbed
Devil tryna find my soul, last night at like 3 a.m., I heard the voice of a reverend
He told me to steal my P's and Q's and shoot my tool if I ever feel threatened
But he ain't have to tell me I'm already doing that soon as I'm feeling distressed
Took four turns and this nigga still lives behind me, thinks he ain't got GPS
You better watch your mouth, this glock tell your niggas from arms like CPS
Put him in Crick, the doc gon' keep y'all clear, he got zero BPS
Used to be broke, I stay humble, I've really been there before
Broke her heart and she still took me back
But she claims she don't care no more
Fuck your bitch from the back, in the back
Of the back, and I bet she begged for more
Chasing that little nigga down 'til he hit that ground
Gave up cause the leg got sore
Niggas just callin' my phone, D&D I ain't answering
I like to leave more rent
Valentine's Day you could really get shot with your boo
I got that from left for dead
Bitch said she wanna fuck but I told her I'm cool
She already gave me some head
So many buttons, there's no way you could be runnin'
We knock off too many drips
Mental overload, I'ma pop pills but a youngin been leanin' off for the depression
Yes, I reap shit, yes, little nigga be sendin' up surprises if I don't get dabbed
Devil tryna find my soul, last night at like 3 a.m., I heard the voice of a reverend
He told me to steal my P's and Q's and shoot my tool if I ever feel threatened
But I'm not real and I'm not from here
I came here, I was nice
I'm from a whole different planet
Somewhere cold, I only came here to see that
So I don't get along with y'all
'Cause we not the same, I'm a whole different kind
The devil keep calling and I'm seeing 666 Automatic, I'm pressing decline
No, you can't get my soul, stop knocking