Not talking no nonsense, making them profits
All this a process, witness the progress
Selling them plates, running from jakes
Made some mistakes; I'm fixing it
Switchblades, cocaine numbs my brain
Can't maintain; tabs in seven, I'm insane
Thoughts of relapse, everyday
Beyond recovery, tryna seize opportunity, obstacles frustrate me
Benzo's help me breathe, my act I'm trying to clean. This grind, I bleed
Nigga's be lackin', I make it happen; you gave me this, I'm tryna be happy
About to say, "F*ck you!!" Sell my soul, hit double platinum
Tryna be great, cannot wait. I'm irate, this craft I need to master
Nigga's hits [are] disasters, lyrically
Words I speak, made me be. Tryna breathe, cannot speak
Left the Belly of the Beast; what more you want from me?
Whole 360, doom and gloom follow me. Cannot breathe, I'm sorry
Don't want to breathe, spread thin like disease
No one I'm trying to please. Do this for me, final-f*cking-ly
Want to call it quits still, I'm sorry
Can't think straight, nothing to intake
Can't think straight, no where to be safe
Can't think straight, nothing but dismay
Forgive me. Shit... Allah please
I can't maintain. Make my way. F*ck your plan I'm like, "Okay"
I say, "Go." They said, "No way." Rock my Nikes like it say Balmain
Suck my dick and my balls mane; know my clique don't f*ck with no lames
Dungeon shit, don't play no games. Don't need no ice, my chain plane jane
I take planes, y'all life stay plain. I make plans; don't f*ck with no lames
Goofy ass nigga, better stay in your lane. I spit bullets that stay in your brain
(Ayy ayy) I'm not the richest, my niggas the wickedest syndicate
Doper than opium; indica open 'em. Burn 'em like Indians
Sicker than syphilis. Burn 'em to sinder. I'm bricker than winter
I shoot and it swishes. Ignition; then enter the infinite
Spit in the internet; rappers in stitches
I'm never inserting the ignorance into my intellect
This be that cynical language, that hit you at random
Kill two of you tandem; I don't give a f*ck
Critical angles that hit you at random; got lyrical handles I'm running them up
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Not talking no nonsense, making them profits
All this a process, witness the progress
Selling them plates, running from jakes
Made some mistakes; I'm fixing it
Switchblades, cocaine numbs my brain
Can't maintain; tabs in seven, I'm insane
Thoughts of relapse, everyday
Beyond recovery, tryna seize opportunity, obstacles frustrate me
Benzo's help me breathe, my act I'm trying to clean. This grind, I bleed
Nigga's be lackin', I make it happen; you gave me this, I'm tryna be happy
About to say, "F*ck you!!" Sell my soul, hit double platinum
Tryna be great, cannot wait. I'm irate, this craft I need to master
Nigga's hits [are] disasters, lyrically
Words I speak, made me be. Tryna breathe, cannot speak
Left the Belly of the Beast; what more you want from me?
Whole 360, doom and gloom follow me. Cannot breathe, I'm sorry
Don't want to breathe, spread thin like disease
No one I'm trying to please. Do this for me, final-f*cking-ly
Want to call it quits still, I'm sorry
Can't think straight, nothing to intake
Can't think straight, no where to be safe
Can't think straight, nothing but dismay
Forgive me. Shit... Allah please
I can't maintain. Make my way. F*ck your plan I'm like, "Okay"
I say, "Go." They said, "No way." Rock my Nikes like it say Balmain
Suck my dick and my balls mane; know my clique don't f*ck with no lames
Dungeon shit, don't play no games. Don't need no ice, my chain plane jane
I take planes, y'all life stay plain. I make plans; don't f*ck with no lames
Goofy ass nigga, better stay in your lane. I spit bullets that stay in your brain
(Ayy ayy) I'm not the richest, my niggas the wickedest syndicate
Doper than opium; indica open 'em. Burn 'em like Indians
Sicker than syphilis. Burn 'em to sinder. I'm bricker than winter
I shoot and it swishes. Ignition; then enter the infinite
Spit in the internet; rappers in stitches
I'm never inserting the ignorance into my intellect
This be that cynical language, that hit you at random
Kill two of you tandem; I don't give a f*ck
Critical angles that hit you at random; got lyrical handles I'm running them up
All this a process, witness the progress
Selling them plates, running from jakes
Made some mistakes; I'm fixing it
Switchblades, cocaine numbs my brain
Can't maintain; tabs in seven, I'm insane
Thoughts of relapse, everyday
Beyond recovery, tryna seize opportunity, obstacles frustrate me
Benzo's help me breathe, my act I'm trying to clean. This grind, I bleed
Nigga's be lackin', I make it happen; you gave me this, I'm tryna be happy
About to say, "F*ck you!!" Sell my soul, hit double platinum
Tryna be great, cannot wait. I'm irate, this craft I need to master
Nigga's hits [are] disasters, lyrically
Words I speak, made me be. Tryna breathe, cannot speak
Left the Belly of the Beast; what more you want from me?
Whole 360, doom and gloom follow me. Cannot breathe, I'm sorry
Don't want to breathe, spread thin like disease
No one I'm trying to please. Do this for me, final-f*cking-ly
Want to call it quits still, I'm sorry
Can't think straight, nothing to intake
Can't think straight, no where to be safe
Can't think straight, nothing but dismay
Forgive me. Shit... Allah please
I can't maintain. Make my way. F*ck your plan I'm like, "Okay"
I say, "Go." They said, "No way." Rock my Nikes like it say Balmain
Suck my dick and my balls mane; know my clique don't f*ck with no lames
Dungeon shit, don't play no games. Don't need no ice, my chain plane jane
I take planes, y'all life stay plain. I make plans; don't f*ck with no lames
Goofy ass nigga, better stay in your lane. I spit bullets that stay in your brain
(Ayy ayy) I'm not the richest, my niggas the wickedest syndicate
Doper than opium; indica open 'em. Burn 'em like Indians
Sicker than syphilis. Burn 'em to sinder. I'm bricker than winter
I shoot and it swishes. Ignition; then enter the infinite
Spit in the internet; rappers in stitches
I'm never inserting the ignorance into my intellect
This be that cynical language, that hit you at random
Kill two of you tandem; I don't give a f*ck
Critical angles that hit you at random; got lyrical handles I'm running them up
Writer: Demarco Royes, Lawrence Hernandez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid