6W - Psycho Lyrics

Did it myself I ain't need me a coach on the beat
Swear to God bitch I'm going insane
While niggas was dropping I swear I was cooking
I'm finna take off man I feel like Usain

Address me as artist I'm not one of these rappers
They know I be snapping they like when I sing
My eater a dummy but she ain't no dummy
Can you tell me why

She keep using her brain

Get money get money just mind your own business
Like don't even be tripping just stay in your lane
Let's say that I made it my niggas be tweaking

Them niggas gon' try steal a rap nigga chain
Like hit a nigga quick with the blick down
When he got hit wow make a nigga body move ways
On personal focus I really been focused

Ain't answer my phone in the booth all day
I'm feelin' like Dugg yeah yeah we payed
You play with my name yeah yeah you faced
What the f*ck is a dollar to niggas with

More than a dollar and I ain't doing nothing with change
Yeah my crody a zombie he told me that sliding his hobby
He don't wanna see nothing but brains
Had him load up the choppy and make you go cry to your momma

You play then you bound to get spanked
When I got all these thoughts in my head
I don't know if it's stress but I know that I can't even think
Yea they mad that I'm happy but when I was not

They was hating on me they was glad I'm in pain
Young nigga popped out doing shit they can't
I remember they doubted now look at me smiling
I'm counting I just came from out of the bank

Counting I just came from out of the bank
Why niggas keep dissing these niggas be bitches
I swear to God niggas ain't never had rank
Yeah it took me a minute but I ain't been missing

The songs that I dropped man that shit really crank