What the f*ck am I supposed to do now
Rap game all f*cked up, crack game won't give me no luck
All I see is clowns, tell me a joke
Pants low, got Fear of G on, shouts out to all my Gs on
White peoples fear us
We should come together like Pangea, but these white peoples don't feel us
I'm in need of a drink, throwing up on the sink
Dying of thirst, dying of cold, hunnid thousand dollar mink
Needa link with my contemporaries, even if it's temporary, needa think
Give back, do charity, f*ck that I'm in the hood gaining knowledge like I should
And the head so good Ima move her out the hood
Wish a pussy nigga would, to that pussy I would do
Things my mom would not approve
I'm just saying what I'd do
I'm just saying what I'd do
I'm tryna be different, tryna do the right thing
It's harder than the steel carried in my family genes
Killers, drug dealers, got me low on self esteem
Reconsidering my dream, if I move a ki, it might set me free
What the f*ck am I supposed to do now
Rap game all f*cked up, crack game won't give me no luck
All I see is clowns, tell me a joke
I'm thirsting
Singing my rain song, rain dancing, till rain come
Or the rain man reign end, and it's all gone
I'm hungry
Tryna feast with all my niggas, pulling heat on all they triggers
Who woulda figured we would ever make it out, stacking figures
I remember my first day up in the trap
I parked the Ram, stepped outside on some crack
I walked in, ready to record and I don't even smoke, so I ain't even know why the hell my eyes low
Haze had my vision closed, couldn't see but 5 or 4 feet in front of me, I couldn't even press record
I stepped inside the kitchen, it don't matter how we living, had roaches in the dishes, had hooks like we fishing
It was cold, I could see my breath, hoodie drenched in grape flavored smoke
I love the smell, fell in love always watching, and never ever puff
What the f*ck am I supposed to do now
Rap game all f*cked up, crack game won't give me no luck
All I see is clowns, tell me a joke
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What the f*ck am I supposed to do now
Rap game all f*cked up, crack game won't give me no luck
All I see is clowns, tell me a joke
Pants low, got Fear of G on, shouts out to all my Gs on
White peoples fear us
We should come together like Pangea, but these white peoples don't feel us
I'm in need of a drink, throwing up on the sink
Dying of thirst, dying of cold, hunnid thousand dollar mink
Needa link with my contemporaries, even if it's temporary, needa think
Give back, do charity, f*ck that I'm in the hood gaining knowledge like I should
And the head so good Ima move her out the hood
Wish a pussy nigga would, to that pussy I would do
Things my mom would not approve
I'm just saying what I'd do
I'm just saying what I'd do
I'm tryna be different, tryna do the right thing
It's harder than the steel carried in my family genes
Killers, drug dealers, got me low on self esteem
Reconsidering my dream, if I move a ki, it might set me free
What the f*ck am I supposed to do now
Rap game all f*cked up, crack game won't give me no luck
All I see is clowns, tell me a joke
I'm thirsting
Singing my rain song, rain dancing, till rain come
Or the rain man reign end, and it's all gone
I'm hungry
Tryna feast with all my niggas, pulling heat on all they triggers
Who woulda figured we would ever make it out, stacking figures
I remember my first day up in the trap
I parked the Ram, stepped outside on some crack
I walked in, ready to record and I don't even smoke, so I ain't even know why the hell my eyes low
Haze had my vision closed, couldn't see but 5 or 4 feet in front of me, I couldn't even press record
I stepped inside the kitchen, it don't matter how we living, had roaches in the dishes, had hooks like we fishing
It was cold, I could see my breath, hoodie drenched in grape flavored smoke
I love the smell, fell in love always watching, and never ever puff
What the f*ck am I supposed to do now
Rap game all f*cked up, crack game won't give me no luck
All I see is clowns, tell me a joke
Rap game all f*cked up, crack game won't give me no luck
All I see is clowns, tell me a joke
Pants low, got Fear of G on, shouts out to all my Gs on
White peoples fear us
We should come together like Pangea, but these white peoples don't feel us
I'm in need of a drink, throwing up on the sink
Dying of thirst, dying of cold, hunnid thousand dollar mink
Needa link with my contemporaries, even if it's temporary, needa think
Give back, do charity, f*ck that I'm in the hood gaining knowledge like I should
And the head so good Ima move her out the hood
Wish a pussy nigga would, to that pussy I would do
Things my mom would not approve
I'm just saying what I'd do
I'm just saying what I'd do
I'm tryna be different, tryna do the right thing
It's harder than the steel carried in my family genes
Killers, drug dealers, got me low on self esteem
Reconsidering my dream, if I move a ki, it might set me free
What the f*ck am I supposed to do now
Rap game all f*cked up, crack game won't give me no luck
All I see is clowns, tell me a joke
I'm thirsting
Singing my rain song, rain dancing, till rain come
Or the rain man reign end, and it's all gone
I'm hungry
Tryna feast with all my niggas, pulling heat on all they triggers
Who woulda figured we would ever make it out, stacking figures
I remember my first day up in the trap
I parked the Ram, stepped outside on some crack
I walked in, ready to record and I don't even smoke, so I ain't even know why the hell my eyes low
Haze had my vision closed, couldn't see but 5 or 4 feet in front of me, I couldn't even press record
I stepped inside the kitchen, it don't matter how we living, had roaches in the dishes, had hooks like we fishing
It was cold, I could see my breath, hoodie drenched in grape flavored smoke
I love the smell, fell in love always watching, and never ever puff
What the f*ck am I supposed to do now
Rap game all f*cked up, crack game won't give me no luck
All I see is clowns, tell me a joke
Writer: Atex
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid