Hargon - Climate Change Lyrics

I change moods quicker than the climate
Change fits too, all black, then I switch it up to vibrant
You ain't really got it why lying, put in ten percent and say you trying
I was on an island felt resentment, claimed I had a death wish
Lookin back I know I probably meant it
Before I took my ass up on a jet, before I worried bout a check
I was tryna find a way to end my sentence
Pray I never see the penn, 15 was in a box
Made it home at 17, heart cold, tryna put my neck and wrist on ice, stop
Why the f*ck I'm worried bout some jewelry, in school I dealt with truancy
I was smoking weed and picking bike locks
Tryna make a comeup, I was out until the sun up
You was looking like a lick me and my goons'd prolly run up
I was tryna stack some benjis, I was tryna get some Becky
No your words never offend me, I was tryna get my funds up
Tryna get my bread right, tryna get my head right
Tryna get that head like, tryna live my best life
Give a f*ck about some stress, I'll burn a check and get my neck right
You ain't f*cking with me
Nah you ain't nothing to me, now you ain't cuffing on me
Nasty need some Lotrimin, you gross and ain't you aint rubbing the d
You ain't touching the g, you can swallow my seed
Then I'm good lemme breathe, absent when on leave
Go ghost, all my life I never had the most
See I used to burn them roaches, I was never selling soap
Now I'm tryna sell some hope, but the trap keep calling
Like I might just grab a rope, and let my neck crack, autumn
When the leaves change, know that's when the scene change
Know that I seem de-ranged, just can't handle delays
So I'm running I'm rushing I got to maintain, go and make
Something from nothing due to the name change
A quick lane change dipping out of reality
I ain't getting no money then you describing a fallacy
My delivery palpable, what the f*ck are you telling me
Hargon is the shit, boy you smelling me
I don't got the patience to be wishing on a star, I ain't complacent
Just too anxious, so faded while I struggle to raise the bar
I was popping on them bars for three seasons, good reason
I was battling my demons with my heathens
Now I'm back up on belligerence with my team and we out here we taking meetings
Your deliverance when militant there's gotta be a reason, I ain't pop yet
Maybe cause I ain't copped me a drop yet that ain't it, just a thought process
Ima make it happen with the rapping if the drugs don't kill me, no capping
Ima problem hope that y'all gon feel me, fore it's too late
Going for the gold like I'm in Runescape
Giving y'all the real me fore it's doomsday