Hey y'all How you doing my name Avi
Born with a silver spoon like Blue Ivy
From guns and coke that ebony and ivory
But' f*ck I cared I was getting them Nikes
New remote control cars Kind of pricey
Was living nicely
Till FBI breached
Now all that's left is niggas speaking highly
To a wise kid with a millionaire psyche
Until you piss me off, treat people politely
And I done seen it all, nothing really excite me
I'm just thinking a little bit on how it might be
Still I wouldn't change a thing precisely
I'm already damaged
Uh
I grew up in the jungle sneakers on the light post
Guns in the mailbox walking on a tightrope
Cops rushed to building caught me with some light smoke
Ask him let me go this once and he was like nope
Kanye crash course no Geico
Big 8ths Pushing that weight No lipo
But when you' hypo they label you a psycho
But my instructions came with a typo
When midnight came bet I made it a light show
I was ready for whatever's in a gyro
I was mixing that chocolate and hydro
Getting faster connects before FiOS
Damaged a couple screws loose
Anybody got it We ain't give a f*ck who's who
Swami on my lap fully loaded when I cruise through
Sad part about it is this was the usual
But the more you eat the more they hate
Gotta just keep doing what you do y'know
But...
For some reason they don't want to doin' great
They're pregnant with jealousy jealousy birth hate
Hate begot sin Sin is the only devil
And the devil's biggest trick is pulling you to its level
I make music with the bass
Make noise with the treble
That's the thunder that rumbles from the barrel of the metal
Pedal to the floor before a nigga catch a case
I was taking police on a high-speed chase
Hit a sharp corner no breaks park up jump out and walk off for the clean getaway
This is the type of shit I seen everyday
No way out of I'm damaged
F*ck it I had to manage
Disloyal niggas I had to banish
Grass been cut clear view my advantage
I'm just reminiscing on how I grew up
They label me a screw up
Look at me now, too up
I'm already damaged
Damaged Damaged
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Hey y'all How you doing my name Avi
Born with a silver spoon like Blue Ivy
From guns and coke that ebony and ivory
But' f*ck I cared I was getting them Nikes
New remote control cars Kind of pricey
Was living nicely
Till FBI breached
Now all that's left is niggas speaking highly
To a wise kid with a millionaire psyche
Until you piss me off, treat people politely
And I done seen it all, nothing really excite me
I'm just thinking a little bit on how it might be
Still I wouldn't change a thing precisely
I'm already damaged
Uh
I grew up in the jungle sneakers on the light post
Guns in the mailbox walking on a tightrope
Cops rushed to building caught me with some light smoke
Ask him let me go this once and he was like nope
Kanye crash course no Geico
Big 8ths Pushing that weight No lipo
But when you' hypo they label you a psycho
But my instructions came with a typo
When midnight came bet I made it a light show
I was ready for whatever's in a gyro
I was mixing that chocolate and hydro
Getting faster connects before FiOS
Damaged a couple screws loose
Anybody got it We ain't give a f*ck who's who
Swami on my lap fully loaded when I cruise through
Sad part about it is this was the usual
But the more you eat the more they hate
Gotta just keep doing what you do y'know
But...
For some reason they don't want to doin' great
They're pregnant with jealousy jealousy birth hate
Hate begot sin Sin is the only devil
And the devil's biggest trick is pulling you to its level
I make music with the bass
Make noise with the treble
That's the thunder that rumbles from the barrel of the metal
Pedal to the floor before a nigga catch a case
I was taking police on a high-speed chase
Hit a sharp corner no breaks park up jump out and walk off for the clean getaway
This is the type of shit I seen everyday
No way out of I'm damaged
F*ck it I had to manage
Disloyal niggas I had to banish
Grass been cut clear view my advantage
I'm just reminiscing on how I grew up
They label me a screw up
Look at me now, too up
I'm already damaged
Damaged Damaged
Born with a silver spoon like Blue Ivy
From guns and coke that ebony and ivory
But' f*ck I cared I was getting them Nikes
New remote control cars Kind of pricey
Was living nicely
Till FBI breached
Now all that's left is niggas speaking highly
To a wise kid with a millionaire psyche
Until you piss me off, treat people politely
And I done seen it all, nothing really excite me
I'm just thinking a little bit on how it might be
Still I wouldn't change a thing precisely
I'm already damaged
Uh
I grew up in the jungle sneakers on the light post
Guns in the mailbox walking on a tightrope
Cops rushed to building caught me with some light smoke
Ask him let me go this once and he was like nope
Kanye crash course no Geico
Big 8ths Pushing that weight No lipo
But when you' hypo they label you a psycho
But my instructions came with a typo
When midnight came bet I made it a light show
I was ready for whatever's in a gyro
I was mixing that chocolate and hydro
Getting faster connects before FiOS
Damaged a couple screws loose
Anybody got it We ain't give a f*ck who's who
Swami on my lap fully loaded when I cruise through
Sad part about it is this was the usual
But the more you eat the more they hate
Gotta just keep doing what you do y'know
But...
For some reason they don't want to doin' great
They're pregnant with jealousy jealousy birth hate
Hate begot sin Sin is the only devil
And the devil's biggest trick is pulling you to its level
I make music with the bass
Make noise with the treble
That's the thunder that rumbles from the barrel of the metal
Pedal to the floor before a nigga catch a case
I was taking police on a high-speed chase
Hit a sharp corner no breaks park up jump out and walk off for the clean getaway
This is the type of shit I seen everyday
No way out of I'm damaged
F*ck it I had to manage
Disloyal niggas I had to banish
Grass been cut clear view my advantage
I'm just reminiscing on how I grew up
They label me a screw up
Look at me now, too up
I'm already damaged
Damaged Damaged
Writer: Avishalom Levi
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