MonSta WicKed - The Loft Lyrics

I'm at the loft with this shit
I'm at the loft with this shit
I'm at the loft with this shit
(MonSta really wicked yeah)
Uh, I just spent a hundred days at the loft, yeah
Lil' Monsta goin' hard so you can't play me like I'm soft, yeah
His partner suck at rappin' so they outchea throwing salt, yeah
I'm thuggin' till the end, until them people draw the chalk, yeah
I'm thuggin' till the end, until them people draw the chalk, yeah
I'm steady movin', I be out in different places
Man, I don't f*ck with niggas, they be thinkin' that I'm racist
I pulled up in a Urus like I hopped up out a spaceship
Yeah, I'm at the loft with this shit
Yeah, I'm at the loft with this shit
Yeah I'm at the loft with this shit
Ah, I'm at the loft with this shit
I just been out my head
Don't even try to hit my line cause you get left on read
I just been on the meds
And I see demons in my sleep, it's hard to go to bed
But I'm up right now, I'm geekin', screamin', f*ck a bed
Got all these niggas playin' cops, I'm screamin', f*ck a fed
He stay conversin' with the people, f*ck it, bust his head
He said my name all in his mouth, like, what the f*ck he said?
Ayy, what the f*ck you said? MonSta WicKed, he ain't playin
I seen death lurk in them corners, so I'm never scared
Many men wishing death on me, so I'm gon' kill a man
Don't raise no shit to dap me up cause I won't shake your hand
Bitch, put your shit down, lil' nigga, I don't f*ck with you
While this nigga in his head, like he the best, gon' have to humble you
Had to listen to my daddy when he told me not to get comfortable
I'm f*cked up in my head, so my thinking is dysfunctional
But bitch, I'm in my f*ckin' bag, I gotta job
Gettin' fast food money and I don't even work the grill
This shit get real up in the field, you gon' get robbed or hit up with that steel
A hundred days up in the loft, I'm chasing dollar bills
Uh, I just spent a hundred days at the loft, yeah
Lil' Monsta goin' hard so you can't play me like I'm soft, yeah
His partner suck at rappin' so they outchea throwing salt, yeah
I'm thuggin' till the end, until them people draw the chalk, yeah
I'm thuggin' till the end, until them people draw the chalk, yeah
I'm steady movin', I be out in different places
Man, I don't f*ck with niggas, they be thinkin' that I'm racist
I pulled up in a Urus like I hopped up out a spaceship
Yeah, I'm at the loft with this shit
Yeah, I'm at the loft with this shit
Yeah, I'm at the loft with this shit
Uh, I'm at the loft with this shit
I'm at the loft with this shit
I'm at the loft with this shit
I'm at the loft with this shit