Aye
Yeah aye yeah aye
Yeah aye yeah
F*ck shit
F*ck shit
F*ck shit
All I wanted to do was write a few songs
Mom stayed pissed off cause I couldn't write my wrongs
They gonna send me to jail, say that's where I belong
Cause these niggas try me like they lost chromosomes
Bruh said he gonna hop up and pop out all black with the glock out
He the bitch in the backseat who got his top knocked off
Said the snitch who can't take heat but claim he gonna pop off
Oh shit
F*ck shit
F*ck shit
F*ck shit
Today came down to this day
That's the name of this song
I came after today
Born after Halloween
Yes I touchdown on Friday
Might just snatch out yo soul from yo chest the next day
Speaking on me
I could not give a f*ck
Bout ya mother, ya daddy, ya auntie, ya pappy
Walk up straight to his spot
Catch me skipping like sally
And I'm rolling some gas straight from Cali with sally
Lemme stop
You thought I was finished?
I do this alone from beginning to ending
Redirected my thoughts from a dumbass companion
Focus more on myself so I reach my demandings
Oh shit
F*ck shit
F*ck shit
F*ck shit
Catch me spinning a f*cking beyblade
Let it rip through yo tissue
Yo people crying boy don't think they gon miss you
Suppressor silent with a beam
I can't miss you
Why you mean mug and staring ma'am what is the issue
I'm so complicated I'm like Neo from Matrix
No obligations
Yo perspective too basic
She stressing
Pressing
Building blocks like it's Tetris
You are no detective
Please stop asking me questions
F*ck shit
F*ck shit
F*ck shit
F*ck shit