Self Diagnosed - Restricted (feat. Onlyseedarkness) Lyrics

Catch me a Kennedy
Sipping on Hennessy
Fantasize fantasies
F*ck a mutual I just need my sanity
Fetti on fetti on fetti
F*ck a bitch you ain't ready
Bey blades on my wrist face f*ck
Keep the blade tucked on waist let it rip
Bust up on her face then I

Cruising in the streets
Mt. Akina be reap
Young headless horseman riding in a Z
Vroom, vroom, vroom, it's exhaust sound
Boosting pounds and pounds
Around the town on the prowl
Zone after zone living in a throne
On my way back home five o in the flow
Red and blue lights f*cking with my mother f*cking blow
Yes, you know lurking hoes on my tail
Gas to the throttle curb stomp it to the floor

Ok check me, check me, check me in this bitch
Pulling hard from the constable gripping on my switch
Laying low Kim possible what's the f*cking sitch
Yes, I dip on my op shit down the block shit because I rock shit

Swerving down quick with the perceys in the mix
Dancing in my whip, because I'm whipping up licks
Get my dick lick from a bit every other sip that I hit
Get me lit little young-in but feel like a jit with that stick
Coraline with the dick It won't fit little doggy take a sit
Digging up body pits body bags body bins

F*ck the state f*ck the laws I don't f*ck with commodores
Pull up on his door with the force of a thousand swords
Pull me over cause I'm a black knight f*cking whores
Cruising in the streets knee deep with my heater
Alarms singing sirens I've been swinging cause I'm tweaked up
Behind bars of the state isolated like my fate swear to god they will pay
Caught me off guard but you dogs have never seen us
Caught me off guard but you dogs have never seen us

Your just a pawn of the state just for steak I'm a have to shoot at the stray
Catch me in the hills where I drift smoking that spliff
Shit ain't a f*cking gift its your bitches f*cking drill
Turn back time it's a crime to levitate out of my shrine
The f*cking dreams dead and these dogs are nothing but feds
Aye these dogs are nothing but feds aye
Distraught child hood adolescents I've been thinking it I was bullet proof
Hedonistic crypt for you peasants I don't want the flu
Don't tell me what to do running in the dirt like animals f*ck the zoo aye
My god I'm not gonna play break the shackles erupt let the blood spray
Cornered in vain got tickets but f*ck the fame
Mind frame isn't sane but tamed Molotov just let burn away