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Lemme get in my bag
Lemme talk about life
Lemme get it on track
Uh huh
They don't really like me like that
Yeah they fake mothafuckas
I ain't tryna get mad
Uh huh
Everybody lame
Always wanna play games
They don't really want me showing fangs
Uh huh
Fuck out my face
Or i'll let the gun bang
Go hang lil nigga
Yeah i hate you
Who cares how the people wanna rate you
Won't change for the thang that'll make you
New flame can't contain when i break thru
Same pain no shame when the day thru
Don't pray cause nobody gonna save you
Been lost in the world but I make do
Fight back don't you let your demons take you
Don't break its the shit that'll change you
I'm the one it's not up for debate
And now I'm wrestling the devil he ain't taking the belt
Fuck a leech I ain't ever asking you for the help
I've been grinding on my own and I've been going thru hell
The King Krab I ain't ever really leaving my shell
My heart broke many times is it easy to tell
I bite back if you really wanna see what I'm bout
So get back or I'm gonna put the glock in your mouth
Big clip with some hollows
Gonna put you to rest
It's no stress
I don't care if you pull up with a vest
You fuck my life
Yes I'm gonna come for your neck
So think twice
If you cross me then you deal with the best
Yeah he bitch made
I've been chilling down in the south
In a city full of demons
Always airing it out
Fuck a deal
Tryna find a way to figure it out
Fake friends are the ones who always running they mouth about me
Talking to the voices living deep inside in my head again
Telling me I'm better dead
I've been off my medicine
A legend in the game
Watch me murder off the veterans
I know why you hate me it's because I'm fucking better than
Half you mothafuckas in the game it's insane no way