You a Mess - Monster Lyrics

They call me Hannibal but i eat beats not people
Upstanding nigga, but they act like im deceitful
They spint the story let em tell it,you think I was evil
Malicious wit intent, the devils my only equal
I'm coming up they wanna see me down
Barely above the water I give up now I prolly drown
Prolly woulda did it different if I knew what I know now
But I been wit the shit since a child YOUNGIN
Take it on the chin I ain't running
Me ah hav to much pride fear nuttin
You can miss me wit the bluffin
Cause I bang it aint clutching
And I'm quick to end ya sufferin
No discussion if the money aint the topic
Gotta go and get it you know ima a go-getter
The thrilla in manila I f*ck with some go-rrilas
Bannana clips sticks these .762s will peel ya
They don't even need a reason to heat ya they cold killas
They recognize me in traffic and be chunking the duece
I chunk it back and keep it moving cause I'm after the loot
They claiming this and banging that but shit we all know truth
I push ya shit into pudding just to show ya the proof
I pray they dont try and do me like they did Lil snupe
So it's one up top behind tint when I'm off in the coupe
Look we skip the politics lil bitch
I been wit the shit clips full of hollow tips I'm tryna rip a nigga shit
These hockey puck niggas get hit with the slapstick
Spill ya noodles in traffic the service be closed casket
The smitty is chrome
But the glizzy is plastic
Me and you is not the same yous a whole nother fabric
It's all love with my niggas I do not be acting
If it's my last and you need it bro you know you can have it
These bitches ain't shit more than half of em addicts
And these niggas hella lame they giving these snitches passes
My ex got me strained up on some bullshit again
F*ck it hit the commissary six soups and a pen
And a pad bro u know I wasnt making no friends.
Im back in the pen
And I was missin out on ends.
Ready to touchdown and get back to my kids
Niggas wanna know my story this aint Maury
They like bro what you in foe
You know I saying shit, I'm like some bullshit bro
Little did they know they was fix to crack the gate
Gave my celly my drawers and gave the homie my plate
Like yall can have all this shit nigga I'm straight
My lawyer on retainer he ready to beat the case
I'm just waiting on the jakes to call a nigga last name
Cause that mean it's time to go
Like SMITH PACK YA SHIT
Then I'm out this hoe
Call up the workers is you ready fa me bro
Cause the grind don't stop
And I needs my doe
Ya they took my 4-0, I got my 9 on me tho
Can't smoke no moe, so a nigga mind gone
But im still in the zone got the zones if you need em
Put the hood on now the whole team eatin
Better watch them bitches cause you know that they stay scheming
Slip ya ass some jigga juice have em dopefeind leanin
Man you better watch them bitches cause you know that they stay scheming
Slip ya ass some jigga juice have em dopefeind leanin
Man I'm watchin fa da jackas brodie told me they was creeping
Hit em wit the long range you can call me Willie Beamin
Think I'm lacking than you tripping muff*ckas must be dreaming
Catch me slippin I ain't trippin bro my dogs getting even
100 round drums thru ya bm residents
If we aint talking money then the shit is irrelevant
Don't f*ck new niggas cause i heard that they be telling shit
.50 cal rifle that knock of elephant