Vicite - I Can't Control Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta start working on my sound and flows
Got a lot of weed to f*cking smoke
Tryna keep my head up, when I'm feeling low
But I can't lose the people that I can't control
Big bad wolf, knock down the door
I can't ever sell my soul
I know people that might though
Gotta watch who you f*ck with these days
They might paint you red, Van Gogh
Tryna count up multiple ways
My advice is f*ck it, lay low
I don't know though
I'm just yapping on this flow
Come on, tap in if you want green
I'm talking cash and Og
It's just myself, I and me
I don't need no f*cking team
Take out my bitch for the day, in the night she scream
Screaming my name
I don't feel shame
Ima see how fast my hoe can finish, like it's a game
Changing my ways
Treating people different, not the same
Ain't giving no pain
Forgot to mention, I don't give a f*ck what you claim
I think, I think you can see in my face
I don't wanna talk, get the f*ck out my face
Tried to get a feat, but ya'll two-faced
They stare a lot more, cause the weight of my chain
Finna wear all black, just like it's Kray
I'm on go, don't worry about me
Ain't no bitch that I don't play
I'm not rich, but don't dismay
Still got a lot of shit to figure out
If i need help finna call up Jay
Gotta thank bro for guiding me
I don't care if we don't make it one day
I want the bands, the cash, the green, the cheddar
Gotta make sure everyone straight
Gotta eat everything on my plate
Lil' boy I don't f*cking play
Finna smoke that gas, smell skunky spray
Ask me how I'm doing, Ima say
Gotta start working on my sound and flows
Got a lot of weed to f*cking smoke
Tryna keep my head up, when I'm feeling low
But I can't lose the people that I can't control
Gotta start working on my sound and flows
Got a lot of weed to f*cking smoke
Tryna keep my head up, when I'm feeling low
But I can't lose the people that I can't control