You know what time we on
Apply pressure gang
I got a lot on my mind right now
Let me get it out
Got a lot on my chest right now
Let me get that shit off
Mmmm
Writin' all these songs
Writin' all these songs late night sittin' in my bed
My friends forgot about me that shit f*ckin' with my head
Stressin' bout the future, gettin' high, treat them like meds
What I would do for you, you'd never do for me, man, that shit dead
Locked in like quarantine
Cause I gotta get this bread
Steady fiendin' for some millions, steady fiendin' for a cheque
Why you say you down to ride when I needed you, you ain't even help
Used to think my dawgs were real ones, turns out those niggas the feds
Roses are red, but these hunnids on me blue
Pussy boy, I don't f*ck with you
F*cked your sister for three years straight, don't act like you ain't have no clue
She's a dirty bitch, I can't trust none of these hoes, they all ran through
I've been focused on myself, I can't let none of these demons through
Why you switch on me in case these niggas fake, they tryna slide
I'd rather you do that instead, you niggas snitched on me
My old bitch f*ckin' other rappers, thinkin' that shit stressin' me
Them niggas wannabes, not competition, can't catch up to me
I'm a goat, and I'm a leader on my own
Can't let no niggas control me, can't let niggas do me wrong
It's just me and my day ones, can't go out sad, about no hoes
If you see me on my ones, I'm not alone, I keep my pole
Momma stressin', tryna figure out a way to make it through
Applying pressure on everything I touch, I gotta see it through
You ain't my blood or my day ones, or one of my bros, can't f*ck with you
We get money on the side, lil' nigga, I don't know about you
2016, started writin' all these thoughts inside my head
2020, lost it when I found out my brother dead
Turned 21, I caught a case, now everything I see is red
Niggas said that he my bro, them niggas switched on me instead
Cause I ain't got time for that
Come get your lick back, ain't no mercy, don't got time for that
Cause why you actin' like a boss, you don't know the half of that
When police talkin' me no hablo ingles, I can't answer that
What?
Writin' all these songs late night, sittin' in my bed
My friends forgot about me, that shit f*ckin' with my head
Stressin' about the future, gettin' high, treat them like meds
What I would do for you, you'd never do for me, man, that shit dead
Locked in like quarantine
Cause I gotta get this bread
Steady feedin' for some millions, steady feedin' for a cheque
Why you say you down to ride when I needed you, you ain't even help
Used to think my dawgs were real ones, turns out those niggas the feds