Eyes wide loadin' some deep metal
Devil tryna f*ck my sleep schedule
I been real vicious with these bitches
Ain't my type of time
Burnin' bridges
Writing down these problems of this life of mine
Come up from them nicks & dimes
I was on a shift at 9
12th grade gettin' mine
I was burning out them papers
Tryna write my lines, buzzin'
Now its missile time
Goin' off the phone
I on't even like her tone
But she all in my songs
Sayin' how I just ain't shit
She shoulda left me alone
I should f*ckin' spit in yo face & step on yo phone
Bitch you buggin'
Ima let that be known
You hit my friend for some Pussy when I gave my own
Girl that shit for everybody
No, you ain't been alone
I been tryna find my purpose
Leave these bitches alone
Ice the cup, all brandy
I know that half these bitches can't stand me
The other half tryna get a whole family
& I won't stress you if you don't understand
Almost had a whole baby
Had to cop her the plan b
Tryna scam me
That new money was looking clean
I f*cked it up with dirty beans
Now I'm back scene
She take my peen
Stuff it all in her throat
Never joke
It was all in her dream
She met the man who she thought was king
But he really just a nigga tryna figure out things
If the book don't fit the cover you might miss on the flings
She felt the strings, i be missin' them things
Away from pussy till I find me a queen
On the island, ducked off from the scene
Rollin' up, bout to spend me some cream
Wired off, never plugged up the means
All these bitches steady live in these memes
Fake niggas turn off the scene
On the field you just a bitch in the wing
Cut throat with the words
Bet the bitch always sting
If turn into a chopper then I'm letting sing
She call me when she ain't proper then I'm lettin it ring
I ain't turn into no doctor I can't fix all those things